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“Τίποτα (típota)” A Poem by Marcie Paez ’18

I feel like I am screaming.
Every time you walk past me,
I feel like I am drowning and I’m trying to hold onto you in vain.
Amid gasps for air and cries for help,
you look at me and say nothing.
Nothing says enough.
It says, “I don’t care. I led you on. Stay home. Don’t speak to me. Cry, go on. Waste
away.”
I feel like I am weeping.
Every time someone walks past me,
I feel the judgement, they see marks that I cannot hide, that I cannot change.
Amid the gasps for air and cries for help,
I look at you and say nothing.
Nothing says enough.
It says, “I know you care. This is how we are growing. Go outside. Text me twice, thrice,
four times. Cry, go on. Waste away… with me.”
We say nothing in different languages.

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