Solstice

There is something about my voice that no one hears yet in the background, real life appears, dozing, reading, working, talking, deaf to my cheery perking, silent to my reality… it’s that way now. Perhaps I have coughed too much or spoken too strongly into uncaring ears smoked too much for too many years yelled too much at my children this too will take my voice away but not my opinions Perhaps I am deaf now and vanishing into my own/ silent into the summer sun silent under the hot blue skies no longer yelling now writing those opinions.