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.