At university they studied birdcages and the choreography of the pangolin’s footsteps. At university they used the extra hearts to create a breeze that was expected but never explained. At university the women tried to repeat what the trees said, but instead became obsessed with the voices of the ants. At university they were required to ask for the discipline that they knew was inevitable but only if they asked. At university they were trained to once again become the mirrors they had always been.
