“Consonsants and Vowels” by Lori Ulrlich


the softness of a consonant
ends in calm
I can't scream an "m"

"a's" are loud
open mouthed,
vowels breathe low, open
cold breaths of voice gush out,
urgency of messages blow into the cloisters of wind


I can hear myself
scream out my own name, as I
listen to the high pitched tone,
disturbances split the sky
as the echo is carried away in the wind

I feel the chill
of an open mouthed vowel
as it parts the air



the softness of a consonant
ends in calm
I can't scream an "m"