Present, a poem written by Jaya Avendel at Spillwords.com

Present

Present

written by: Jaya Avendel

@AvendelJaya

 

I wish I had an accent
Anything to give me an edge
I do not want to cut but
I want to be remembered.

Delicate syllables and
Rough, hard utterances stand out
Each word calls attention to
Itself; each sound declares
Itself; each vowel unfurls vibrant into cold air.

I give myself an accent when
I talk to myself in elongated whispers
The tone drifts away in speech.
I am left with me
Myself.

In the face of myself
I am seen as me
My ears, married to my voice
Have become deaf.
I have an accent
Perfume bottle atomizer spray
The smell is the sound of my words.

Jaya Avendel

Jaya Avendel

JULY 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Jaya Avendel is a writer living in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, where she dips her pen into the inkwell of fantasy and prose, dabbling with the stories in the forest around her. She writes at Nin Chronicles.
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