Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

A Universal Second Language

"...thunder actually says nothing..."

A Universal Second Language

The cancer broke his voice's legs,
leaving a whisper to crawl out
from his throat, making me realize
how thunder actually says nothing,
while silence waits its turn,
knowing eventually we all must
speak its language.







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