This morning, there is a birthday and a funeral. A hundred thousand planes land safely and three do not. A mother unsticks herself from her child's grave, and a father buries a gun in a backyard. The sea climbs closer to someone's house, and so does the forest fire, and the desert. A war continues, somewhere. A writer meets someone, and finally has the words to describe a sucker punch through their heart. A student walks out of a school before it collapses. Someone you love leaves you on read. The fish the children have forgotten to feed are still alive. As the children walk to these tanks, the fish swim to the surface, mouths gasping.