I’ve lost the eloquence in speech to the diagnosis of questioning my own seeing eyes, hearing ears, hidden scars
I’ve lost my will power to the stranger voices silencing my own rebellious song
Can you still hear beyond my stuttering words, broken tongue, weak whisperings yet still fierce and enlightening
Can you still find the passion in the fragmented echo of my long lost voice?
— Alana Marroquim, Jan. 2021