"Playing the violin is like having a second set of vocal cords whose voice doesn't crack in the middle of something important." –me 3/7/13
My second set of vocal cords
A declaration of love
A lament of loss
A joyful dance in three.
A boundless anger
The cost of being free.
Finally a voice that can hold steady while you cry.
Finally a sound that doesn't crack in mid goodb-
War cries of freedom and rights.
The taste of tears
And open doors.
Soft spoken words,
The first, the last
From my second set of vocal cords.