Talk about what it means to lose your voice.
Talk about what it means to give your voice away and exchange it for a different pitch. To leave your tone behind because it never matched the way you heard yourself.
Talk about this new slope of sound coming from your lungs and lunging off your tongue.
i never knew your voice before it changed, so i cannot imagine it as anything but you
Talk about the sensation of hearing your voice echo against your ribcage. Is it softer now? Deeper? When you speak out your syllables, do you curve your back toward the resonance or are you still hesitant to call it yours?
sometimes i think about what it
will be would be like to walk away from the ring tone of my voice
I gave away my voice a few years ago to a couple of strangers who misspelled my name and mangled my limbs into a paint stain. I traveled to nearby bodega, picked up a can of chick peas, an onion, some ginger and a voice. On a Sunday, I biked along a path full of yarrow, red maple, windflowers and picked a pinecone in the shape of my voice. I climbed a bridge and contemplated then executed a jump, felt several boroughs collide in the form of water washing away the trouble in my skin and there I spoke several octaves of breath control.
if only i could pick and choose what changes
love this ❤
Woww, so wow :O