Where is my voice
If this is poetic?
Where is my voice
Behind dashes and edits?
Where is my voice
If there’s only this page?
Where is my voice
If I exist only staged?
It is nowhere.
I have made myself fictions alone.
I am distinct from memory and matter.
I am only the chiming of words at all times.
This works thinly for me
Just fine.
And of course, I get to be anything
You want
On paper.
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