“Free write”

There comes a point
when no one can remember
to forget their age

I’ll hear it in the way they laugh
throaty full slow
there’s a chewing to each chuckle
as if they’re holding on
to the bursts of joy
that they contain
that they couldn’t feel inside
this is often louder when escaping the mouth
they remind me of popping pearls

Nowadays I easily get sore throats
from drinking too much boba
or laughing too hard but not doing so
will drive me crazy that much I know
and have started to accept

but I still have to rip away from
people who have made me feel good
about myself for the first time

places that never seemed like
home but still contain corners and crannies
that will never stop feeling warm

pushing your way through often means
the voices in your head will grow louder
and the new challenge you step into
will be learning how to dance with said voices

maybe finding yourself in what they have to say

 

 

S/O #NaPoWriMo 2018 and @Sugar_Dread

Published by troycabida

Troy Cabida (b. 1995) is a London-based Filipino poet. He has been a member of the Barbican Young Poets, the Roundhouse Poetry Collective and is a producer for open mic night Poetry and Shaah. His poems have appeared in TAYO, harana, Bukambibig, Cha and Ink, Sweat and Tears. His debut poetry pamphlet "War Dove" is published under Bad Betty Press.

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