I understood what triggered her earthquakes, most of them.

I don't say anything and I feel awful. I tell somebody and I feel worse. I'm having trouble finding a middle ground.

A breath of steam trickles out, filled with the sobs of a grown woman breaking into girl-sized pieces.

The constitution does not recognize different classes of citizenship based on time spent living in the country. I am a citizen, with the same rights as your son, or you. As a citizen, and as a student, I am protesting the tone of this lesson as racist, intolerant, and xenophobic.

Write about the emotions you fear the most.

I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don't want to die. I want to eat like a normal person eats, but I need to see my bones or I will hate myself even more and I might cut my heart out or take every pill that was ever made.

I have never heard a more eloquent silence.