Mitchell Ny @mitchellny.com · Jul 12 windpipe | micropoem ahem, lips buckle, tongue curls— to form a vowel, i’ve never spoken. my chest inflates, then deflates with air in reply but I hear and feel nothing. no hum fluttering my larynx. a windpipe forsaken by wind. originally published @ minutia.works/#windpipe #amwriting #poetry
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cleaned for form & canon. image edited by me 🖼️
I’m starting on a poem/ response. It’s not come clear yet, but here No tongue with which to speak Those unspoken secrets, enforced silences I try to speak inside, Uncertain was i ever real? Throat tight, lungs aching. Sick With wanting to spill The secrets out
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