Her legs,

s            l            o            w            l            y

move.

She sways her hands

the wrong way.

She doesn’t know how to move

her shoulders,

her head.

Around her, people

Jump on time

Clap on time

Turn on time.

…She’s in the wrong place…

The

Pace

Is

T

O

O

Fast.

No One Else Is Dying

Only if

they’re catching

their                                                             breath.

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