Unblue

[…] a god in an unblue sky.

Soon an associational chain reaction occurs that stains blue all that has remained unblue...

A philosopher, busily sorting the world into the blue and the unblue, tells us that some ink is blue. We look at the ink one way, and it looks blue.

Mind you, if they fly in downstairs, they are quite happy to settle for unblue mangoes.

Blue at some distances unblues, […]

The boy was very hurt in the throat and his face was only now unbluing.

[…] to clothe bodies surprised by bullets, to unblue hands frozen in ditches, […]

They look like iced teeth where a storm unblues them.