Too Quiet


Aviva V. Maxon ’24
Staff Writer

When it’s been too quiet,
too good, too
for too long,
the creeping feeling,
Starts in my feet, around my legs,
through my pelvis and up
my stomach, creeping into
my lungs so tight, I can only
pull my breaths out, one
at a time,
Plunging into my heart, shoulders,
spine, until my head,
Shouts to stop.

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