Thursday, November 1, 2018

Body Language

Anita M. King, Body Language

Body Language I shake my hands like casting Drops of water from my fingertips, Flinging outward so quickly That my skin snaps against the air. When there is too much touch, The touch of wind created by My own hand soothes me. The words that leave my tongue hobbled Sing free in the patterned flicker of fingers, The hum of the same four measures, The gaze turned away from faces And towards the sky. I have never been as quiet as they tell me. I have been loud with silence, loud With the rocking of my shoulders and the tilt Of my chin, the pressing of my palms to my eyes To make stars behind my eyelids, A dream of larger spaces.

1 comment:

  1. <3 "Loud with silence" is such a beautiful phrase. Thank you for sharing!


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