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Writer's pictureNolcha Fox

Can’t Hear

Please knock on my door. Or ring the doorbell. As loud as you can.


The sound might pierce the emptiness you left in the world when you fell through a hole in the fabric of existence. Or maybe it was a hole in my eardrum.


I stuffed my ears with sorrow, and now it won’t come out.


I can’t hear you anymore. I am deaf.


Life and deaf.


I miss you.


published on Medium

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