You and I are walking in the snow. "Why are you walking backwards?" I ask. You point in the direction we came from. "So they'll think that's where I'm going." You point to where we're going. "And that's where I'm from.

“It would be too easy to say that I feel invisible. Instead, I feel painfully vi…”

“But whether or not you are here, you are here—because these words are for you, …”

“Now they are struggling to find that balance-- separated but still inseparable,…”

“Even though I'm seventeen, I guess I still thought this would always be true - …”