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what if my voice were
a real person
i wonder what they would think of me
i wonder if we would be friends
what if my voice were
a living organism
would they be an exotic bird
flaunting like a seductive peacock
chirp chirp chirp
would they be a spotted chameleon
changing tones as if life depended on it
click click click
i've seen my voice
shapeshift over the years
into a dazzling array of characters
a play-hard misfit
a pitch-perfect missionary
a pleasure-seeking missile
all dancing at different rhythms
my voice is often loud in places
where it should be quiet
and silent in moments
where it needs to scream
i think it's funny how
the voice in my head
comments, comforts, controls
but i still can't tell you
what i really sound like
i'm learning that
i don't always have to make noise
to be seen
to tell my story
when story and sound
are synonymous, my speech
becomes a Broadway spectacle
each sentence
an orchestra
my voice might not be
a beautiful instrument
but it knows me best
i want to honor it more
as a beauty mark
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