Saturday, October 25, 2008

Can Paper Cry?

Can paper cry? Letters rearranged to put voice to a rumbling that starts so far below what can ever be pushed out of the mouth to the receiving ears of another. My fingers tap out the tears that well up but are not allowed to spill. I am silenced and muffled and mute. Except my fingers. And if I write the words that no one can read then does the paper have meaning? It’s the same as the question of the tree falling in the forest with no one around to hear: does it make a sound? Do my words exist if nobody reads them?


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