Nonverbal

From the beginning, I remember
reoccurring
humming energy source, red sun-like center,
throbbing.
Over and over
throughout my life , never a word.
Until.
Until I sat in class
On the screen
Bio-class,
Egg fertilization,
“My Dream!” I shouted out,
Covering my mouth as quickly.
Never the same.

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