Don't pronounce any letters.
I begin with none. 

I won't apologize.
Like anyone, I was born. 

I heard him say: The skin is unusually moist.
I heard her say: You are standing too close—your breath 

^
yelp […]         I am the mouthfeel of transgression
        […]  I am the tang of glee
        […]  I am the grit coating your tongue
                                       after you swallow
                                       the contents
                                       of the plastic cup
                                            ^
                                            a measure

Each feather is so close-lying and fine
it can only be perceived
when you pluck it