Noise

I've been working on a series of short memoirs and snippets of stories and poems and lyrics and things - you can find my earlier pieces here. Sometimes weeks go by and I'm wordless. Tonight, I'm happily pouring words like thick water. 

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The world was silent until she threw her shoe against the wall. Gashing a gash shaped like a wry half smile, it coughed and cried and spilled the sounds that had been waiting between the two by fours. Cutting through the once disruptive silent static, vowels flew into sharp stings and the ground swelled until it nearly burst. And when the noise found in itself a friend, it spread calmly through her world that was never again too quiet.