Friday, August 20, 2010

The Echo of Skype

my voice sounds like my sister’s
echoing on Skype, across thousands
of miles to reach you; I ask you to call
me back, I’ve always wanted to be
my own person, not in the shadow of
sisters, brothers, mothers or fathers.
you call back and I only hear my own
voice until I hear yours and it sounds
a bit like mine, that slightly nasal tone;
I know it’s time to hang up and
so do you, you go into the world
speaking in your own voice in
your own words.

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