you could say paragraphs, read and recite speeches, but still cannot say three little words.
curse your QR-coded grin and carefully curated
persona mirrored in the studio’s glass panes.
i wish i could recognize
the plastic figure on the tv screen.
you lick your lemonade lips before you grin
with the sound of sizzling sausages in the background.
i like how you tilt
your head back and laugh at the sun.
strange that you can pose every single question
in interviews with strangers when you don’t even dare to ask
yourself if you’re truly happy. live on air, natural words filter
directly through your mouth via the all-knowing teleprompters —
without a script, you’re at a loss for words. you could say
paragraphs, read and recite speeches, but still cannot say
three little words:
i have loved.
Sam H. is a college student planning to study psychology. They're an avid fan of niche TV shows and often enjoy reading comics in their spare time.