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I Danced on a Snail’s Antenna

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Feel free to follow me here: 👉https://open.spotify.com/artist/6pIpjMnBr9UUcuRkTP8ISm ...................................................................................................... 🎬 "How to Get Smaller" He applied for thirty-seven jobs. They all asked if he could stretch himself. He said, “No, but I can shrink.” They laughed, but he was serious. He started shrinking that afternoon. By Thursday, he fit inside a salt shaker. His cousin (who only sent voice notes) told him shrinking was irresponsible. “You could disappear,” she said. “That’s the point,” he whispered from the lid. He traveled in pockets, train vents, and spoons left in cafés. Nobody saw him. That helped. Eventually, he arrived in a garden and met the snail. Not metaphorically. Literally. He climbed. It was hard to tell if the snail approved. But when he reached the antenna, the wind paused. And he danced. ------------------------------------------------------------- 🎶 "I Danced on a Snail’s Antenna" Fold me in half, fold me again I’m learning how to disappear Thirty-seven doors that won’t unlock I shrink to fit the keyhole talk They want me louder, brighter, tall But I was born to curl and fall No spotlight, no flame Just me, the wind, and no name She said, “You’ll fade,” I said, “Good.” I danced on a snail’s antenna Like the world forgot to blink No one watching But I felt everything I didn’t vanish I just stopped being big Isn’t that the trick? Salt shaker suite, spoon for a bed Quiet enough to lose my head No faces, no fake applause Only rhythm, only moss Ants in line beneath my feet Leaf missed me—still felt complete She asked, “Are you gone?” I said, “Almost.” I danced on a snail’s antenna Like the world forgot to blink No one watching But I felt everything I didn’t vanish I just stopped being big Isn’t that the trick? If I’m small, am I free? If unseen, do I breathe? You can’t lose what you can’t find So I left size behind I danced on a snail’s antenna Tiny stage beneath the sky No one clapping Still, I touched the high I didn’t vanish I just chose the quiet Small enough... To riot Fold me in half I’m still here