Stifled (2013)

My voice was caught in my throat; words met a blockade roughly three quarters of the way through their journey to be heard. My lips shifted, curved, and moved, but no sound came out. The message felt so important at the time, and I couldn’t even convey it in what we might consider the most direct manner. I set out to write it down, maybe type it out, but my wrists were frozen, stubbornly refusing to cooperate. Tears formed, but got stuck in their ducts.

…There was no expression to be had today, it seemed, because nothing was granted an escape.

-Kortney Marie

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