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Dec 2021
Popping joints
Pop
Pop
Pop
Ill-fitting limbs
Aching bones
Tearful eyes
Driven to indifference
by its own design
A bleeding heart
Fractured, but not yet consumed
A clumsy mouth
Incomprehensible words
It thinks to say something
Its mouth refuses to open
Its throat stays closed
Looks like today
is a
no voice
day.
This year, I began to have days where I couldn't say a word. No matter how hard I tried.
Written by
Finn  17/Transmasculine/MI
(17/Transmasculine/MI)   
625
   Khoisan
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