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It's the humming--not notes.

Not a melody. It's a signal. A rattle

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nesting in my joints.

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Like the snarl of yard mutts,

the clipped chirp

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of an unhinged ceiling fan.

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When they sit near me

some brown, soupy ditty

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scurries down my spine.

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Like they've trapped a rusty

robin in their elbows.

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Modulated and molded.

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Pored. Pock-marked. Smooth

as an infant's innocence.

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Skin.

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There's this thing I see every morning

on the AM bus.

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Who sees twelve-year old legs?

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A book bag? A girl?

It says "Come."

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It sings, "I am your now."

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This high-pitched lilt

chucks its volume down the street.

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Its trickster, blow-pop smile is a mistake,

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is anger, a wily, guttural ruse.

Deep under her skin, her hollow jingle jabs my ribs

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makes me want to slam a face to the ground

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Such danger in those open hands.

Can't you hear the quiet composition?

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The falsetto pitch and thrust?

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Oh, to have that song

Running running running through me.

AMERICAN FAMILY, A SYNDROME (SINGING SKIN DISORDER)

NANDI COMER

Inconclusive Disorder—Patients under

observation have displayed

symptoms of Singing Skin

Disorder (SSD) where

patients’ pores emit a melody-

like auditory sound, much like

that of a bird or whale call.

Patients with darker

pigmentation appear to have

larger pores, and often times

their skin emits an offensive,

less melodic tonal pitch than

those with less melanin.

 

Under microscopic evaluation

of skin samples, there seems to

be no distinguishable markers

in any of the documented SSD

patients that differentiate them

from non-SSD patients.

 

All of the doctors in our

observation facilities have

heard the songs. Patients

under observation report

hearing skin songs of other

patients, however all evidence

point to a lack of auditory

recognition of their own,

leaving us to believe this is a

type of auditory pheromone or

territorial marking made by

the body wherein the host is

unaware.

 

On occasion we have tried

to record the music of SSD

patients, but upon playback,

the recordings 

contain no sound. Along with

no evidence of patients

hearing their own skin, the

lack of documentation leaves doubt

as to if the songs

actually exist.

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Whether SSD is temporary,

permanent or actual is

inconclusive.

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