She's running through the crowds, pushing and shoving her way through. Her feet press hard on the rough pebbles as they leave jagged tears and blood on her worn soles. The red earth forms a cocktail with her bloodied footprints behind her and she does not stop to even repair her loosely tied wrapper. "Let it fall" she says to herself, her tears run down her dried out cheeks, they sting her skin as they rush down to the corners of her mouth, "Let them fall", but she does not stop. She's still running, she's still crying, she rips off her head tie, and falls to the ground, she screams with her head toward heaven and her hands lifted above her head. No one can drown out her cries, no one can console her. "Nothing!", she shouts, and there truly is nothing, but the red dust that now settles on her and in her throat. She coughs, but expels nothing, "Nothing", she whispers again. Tomorrow the government will say nothing, tomorrow Ahmed will come back with the other men, but they will come back with nothing and no one...Nothing.
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