Ha!
Then my laughter wouldn\u2019t ring out \u2013 it would unfold.
Like a warm wave creeping onto your skin suddenly.
Like an unexpected childhood memory you don\u2019t remember \u2013
But it remembers you.
You would feel it beneath your collarbones \u2013
A ticklish pulse from within,
As if someone had run a feather along your heart.
But with kindness. Not to startle you \u2013 but so that you would finally breathe.
Laughter like the falling of a petal onto your wrist \u2013
Not funny, but somehow laughable.
And warm. And a little strange \u2013 as if the world had just winked.
It would touch your shoulder blades from within,
As if someone had just wanted to hug you, but changed their mind \u2013
And left behind a tremor slowly dissolving in your spine.
And if you are attentive enough, you will notice:
This laughter doesn\u2019t want to disappear at all.
It remains \u2013 like an echo in the bones,
Like an answer that doesn\u2019t need to be spoken.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Ha!Then my laughter wouldn\u2019t ring out \u2013 it would unfold.Like a warm wave creeping onto your skin suddenly.Like an unexpected childhood memory you don\u2019t remember \u2013But it remembers you. You would feel it beneath your collarbones \u2013A ticklish pulse from within,As if someone had run a feather along your heart.But with kindness. Not to startle […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[55],"tags":[114,120],"zbirnyk":[],"class_list":["post-4601","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-body","tag-memory"],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"\n