What I Want Her to Know about Suicide
She works hard to keep the words held tightly inside. Sometimes it seems they are going to leap off her tongue, but she seals her lips, On occasion, if you look closely, you will see that her lips open, just a hair’s width, as if she might let the words out, as if she actually wants to put them outside her mouth and into the room, but she has no breath with which to push them beyond her teeth.