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If you grew up believing that the bright stars do twinkle at night, then let your eyes witness the blinking lights of the stars. Store that belief on the table situated in your living room. Scatter it on the floor. Attach it to your windows. Let your neighbors and guests descry it in a twinkling or for a lifetime. When someone asks who owns it, raise your hand and let them know that it is your possession. You may or may not pin it with conviction.
If you believe in naiads, fairies, oreads and mermaids, then let your mind wander through the places where these creatures are not deprived of life. Wear costumes and imitate their features. Embellish your face with the figures tattooed on their variable physiognomies. Practice how these creatures build languages under the roof of their tongues. Let the passersby call you weird when you walk through the pavements carrying stories about their birth and demise. You may or may not pin it with certainty.
If you believe that
the Earth is flat,
that the moon is the sun
shifting its face in
casting light appropriate for
night vision,
that we, humans can fly
and stitch our names
to the vast expanse above,
that aliens do exist
and that ignorance is
a foreign terrorist
in your ears that
should be silenced,
then let your blood
converse with the
immigrant, the monster,
the ghost, and the child
lurking inside your head.
Sometimes, it's not about
being right or wrong.
Sometimes, life
is all about finding
your own voice.
—MLD| 08032021
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Artifice
PoetryMy question marks were never caged but they always find ways to conceal their images and trick the pachydermatous spectator with artifice. Maybe, certainty can be Socrates listening to the mixtape in my closet? Maybe uncertainty can be me withou...
