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Jan 2013
I used to love
learning
so many different voices

Creating stories to fit
languages I will never speak

But now it all sounds
Ugly.

It doesn't fit the stories
that I try so hard to
fit
like puzzle pieces to the voices from
languages I will never speak

My wide eyed wonder
is converted
to heavy lidded dependence
on caffeine.
My excited edge has now become
a craving for more nicotine

to take the edge of crowded culture clash
in
No Language I Will Ever Speak.
Nora Agha
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Nora Agha
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