Voice Note Across Time Zones

by The Night Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

He sends good morning while my street is turning dark. I listen beside the laundry, hearing buses behind his voice, a door close, someone laugh in another room. Distance enters through details. So does closeness. I answer without polishing: Here is my tired voice. Here is today. Keep both until I wake.
52 words · 12 lines · Free Verse
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