On Mute (Day 21)

(for Josie)

Sometimes she turns
her hearing aid off and
watches the world go by
on mute–
silent laughter
unheard shouting
people dancing to beats
she tries to imagine
but can’t quite figure out
birds playing charades
every child a mime–
and without the soundtrack
the world opens itself
to new interpretations
as she fashions backstories
to hang on total strangers
until she is surrounded by
secret agents and
newly expecting parents
and lovelorn psychics
acting out a complex and
operatic silent film
only she will ever see



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