Tuesday, February 20, 2024



Her name looked like a magical spell

When written out in her native tongue

All I had to do was whisper it 

And my heart was bewitched

For me it’s simple to comprehend 

Others see gibberish

The glyphs a child would draw 

If told to invent a new language 

My struggle is with proper pronunciation

A youth spent learning how to say new words

Based on how they sounded in my head

While silently reading 

I still recall the strange looks on faces the first time I said assuage

Out loud, not realizing it was supposed to rhyme with rage 


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