They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
"I'm seventeen. ...twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen. Eighteen nineteen twenty."
"Here they do. Not just Anitam every country. Otherwise people go hungry and die, or they - go to the next country and make space for themselves -"
"No other country will say 'yes, we take you', they all have as many people as they can feed too. If one country is telling their people more children, they mean eventually for people to die to have space for the children."