My imagination takes shapes--in the form of words that I write; a line that I draw--of what I think. Despite whatever physical condition I may be in at that moment: quite, anguished, walking, or asleep, my mind is actively thinking, and imagining. So while I may be laughing at a joke, I can imagine my laughter dispersing into a teardrop. Yes, I can be a teardrop while I laugh . . .

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(Simeen Farhat)