Ruby Gitonga
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There's a kind of quiet that used to mean rest
and now it means something I haven't named yet.
I keep checking the sky like it owes me an answer,
...
I say I'm fine enough times
it starts to sound less like a lie
and more like a rehearsal
the way you say a word so often
...
I used to think love was a lantern
something you carried into dark rooms
and everything softened where it touched.
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Weather
There's a kind of quiet that used to mean rest
and now it means something I haven't named yet.
I keep checking the sky like it owes me an answer,
counting the space between lightning and sound,
telling myself the storm is still far off,
still someone else's weather.
But I've started speaking carefully,
folding my sentences smaller,
the way you fold a map you're afraid to need.
Somewhere a door is still open.
I just don't know anymore
which way the wind is blowing through it.
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