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“Apple Cider Vinegar”
(10 of 30) 04/10/2024
I
“lost”
my
voice
one
day.
If you ask me I’ll say it’s because of the
p o l l e n.
If I’m being honest, I think I wanted to speak through action.
Say at 500 ft with a smile, what words won’t say at 5.
A nod of the head,
An extended moment of eye contact
The precursor of communication.
The promises to drink tea, the suggestions of medicine, the calls for the return of my voice.
I really have a voice made out of honey, apple cider vinegar & lemon juice
Coated it enough, that it returns from the tundra it had gone into.
A piece of me became readily accessible, I notice the immediate return of utterances & talking.
The world shifting back to something familiar & expected.
I look beyond the veil, notice the mystical & prepare to visit it a different way in a different time.
Written 04/10/2024
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