On Finding Voice
Your pitch is off. Please just mouth the words.
Speak up. Don’t mumble. Mrs. Neff is giving
you an F if you don’t answer in class. Answer,
but not too often. Answer the office phone.
Say what we told you to say. And e-nun-ci-ate.
Cat got your tongue? Penny for your thoughts.
Don’t rock your chair when you talk. Don’t start
with “um.” Why say “you know?” We don’t know.
We do know when you’re lying. No “fuck” in this
house. Better watch your mouth, young lady.
Memorize. Don’t plagiarize. Learn to suck up
to the right people. An inevitable ”I do.” Work
on ”I don’t.” Try your two cents, holding your
ground. Shadow self unearths itself, screaming
aloud. Recall the roar, but none of the words.
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How many times have I heard those lines uttered as tears stream down my face? You capture the frustration beautifully and authentically enough that I simultaneously want to shake your hand and scream.
Good to know one is not alone!
yes, yes, yes, this is my kinda poem! LOVED it! Great to read aloud!
Yes, searching for voice among outside voices is a journey, isn’t it? I agree with Wendy that this would be a fun one to read aloud! Nice job!
Great poem. I’m thinking I saw an earlier version of this in a class we both were in. Great lines
Great poem ! How hard it is to turn off our inner child voices!
Those inner recordings still play, sometimes even silently and sometimes even without words! Nicely done!
Speak up, but only say what everyone wants to hear!! Love this!
A poem after my own heart. Especially love the inevitable “I do” and working on “I don’t.” And the irony of the last line. One suggestion: different title?