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



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  – 



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