symphony

Hasn't been new to my ears since I was a newborn.

Too early to understand it's beauty

I hear it in the simplicity of the wind to the deafening amplifier corroding my eardrums

I hear it in the crackling of the candle that illuminates my once fairytale themed bedroom, close my book

I hear it from the tires grinding on the asphalt collecting bits of gravel

I heard it when I was in middle school

I heard the gurgling of todays lunch which is returning to the back of her throat and filling the hollow bowl

Later that day I heard the echo of my self loathing and the regret of keeping what I heard to myself

I heard it in the summer days when I escaped to the park and sat on the rusty swings

In the shuffle of the wood chips under each dismantled shoe lace

I heard it when I was in high school

The snap of bones against another's flesh

I heard racial slurs and cat calls down the halls

I heard bells ring and sirens blare

Blood boiling after receiving a D on the test I studied so hard for

I heard it on graduation day when my cap resisted gravity and the threads of my gown drug against the wooden stage and the voices in my head repeated the words “you finally did it”

Did what?

I hear my future calling me

I’ve heard the symphony of my life through journeys of unexpected music

Without the music of my life

my timeline wouldn't have began