I stand there unmoving while they take part in the boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence.

“I cover my face with my arms because this isn't happening. It isn't possible. F…”

“My nightmares are usually about losing you. I'm okay once I realize you're here.”

“You call that a kiss?”

“come deve essere, mi chiedo, vivere in un mondo in cui i pasti compaiono premen…”