you fold me in half
so i am small enough to fit in your pocket
you want me portable, navigable
you joke and i laugh
uneasy
she speaks
holds out soft words and dropped t’s
i reach for them
she makes me light
invisible in the right way
nobody can see me breathe
you pull me out
shorten my name
you joke and i laugh
it doesn’t feel like joking when i’m in your hands
you pick me up
you fold me in half and half again
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