Fariel Shafee: Love and Hate
That uniquely defined voice–
the exact mixture of frequencies
combined
into a tone,
evoked the
image
of a
beaming face
and a pair of lips
–red,
and when that specific
voice
vibrated
the layers of
air
with words,
the molecules
perturbed the world:
Connected,
another pattern would emerge
soon
in a glowing yellow
and a familiar scent.
I loved those dancing atoms
and that chrome,
but did not care too much
for the panic attacks
that reorganized
unpredictably.
But they came together
in a package deal
which was “she,”
and when the voice was there
no more
layers of expressions
that were once part of the world
also dissipated.
The author has worked in various areas of physics, but likes exploring realms of gray human conditions in her spare time.
Her writing has appeared in BluePrintReview, DecomP, Ygdrasil, Tin Foil Dresses, Oak Bend Review etc.
Her art has been accepted by Mary, Flashquake, Foliate Oak etc.
