after ck

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

Image Credits: Syarafina Yusof  – https://unsplash.com/photos/AqwnqmvbfN0