Laughter Is the Sound of Lightening

By Prianca Giri, Out Of School

The sound of endorphins rolls against my vocal cords,
Soon stretching the corners of my mouth,
My eyes pinch together forming crescent moons,
My teeth glistening, reflecting, readjusting rekindling,
My laughter is lightening,
Shaking the inner-core, shaking the outer-core,
Striking my friends with the infectious lightening