I was born without a mouth and the doctor shouted, “It’s a girl!”

I was born without a mouth, so every morsel I ever ate was a metaphor.

I was born without a mouth but my ears were sharp enough to hear every denigration, Retard.

Since I was born without a mouth, it became obvious that I was incapable of profound thought.

I was born without a mouth, so the court appointed a lawyer to speak on my behalf, who took a fee and left me his phone number.

Given that I was born without a mouth, the court made a ruling concerning how my body could be used, and by whom.

I was born without a mouth, so my obstetrician declared an emergency and cut a hole in my belly to let out the screams.

I was born without a mouth so every word I ever wrote hurt my throat.

I was born without a mouth so there is no song, no story to tell.

This has been a minute of silence, observed in remembrance of the men

who suffered for my beauty and duplicity.

This has been a minute of silence.

Thank you for your patience.

There is nothing that can be said.

Put on your coat.

Please go home.