Thursday’s Declaratory Statement

“I told a man I couldn’t hear his Voice and he said, ‘Fuck off. Let’s hear yours.’

I mumbled that finding a Voice was hard, but rest assured: when it was time for me to speak in mine–unflinchingly, unassailably my Time–I would spend every second, every breath of that Time in the attempt to find it.

Because that is what a Voice is. It’s not a message you concoct and unleash upon the world. It’s the pitch of the futile cry you moan as you try to form a sentence.”

(That’s a quote from me, motherfucker. You could probably tell cause it wasn’t that well written.)