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Shrink | A Poem by JD DeHart

That feeling of smallness,
a circle of seats, each person
carrying their own translation.

I do not know how I appear
in the eyes of another,
twisted and upside-down
in their mind.

So my voice finds its tenor
on the gliding air of a room,
a stubborn refusal to reduce
my own size.

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