hidden stalls

cool air. sharp smells.

“what are you doing in here?”

“i don’t want to go out there.”

“why?”

she inhaled, sniffled, sighed.

“i don’t want anyone to see.”

“see what?” i asked, ignorant for a moment of what was right in front of me. “oh. that you’re crying?”

inhale. sniffle. sigh.

“you know,” my voice echoed back to me, “it’s natural really, part of who we are. humans are the only mammals that cry emotionally. did you know that? it’s strange, beautiful really.”

inhale.

sigh.

calm.

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