My parents raised me and my siblings in an armor of advice, an ocean of alarm bells so someone wouldn't steal the breath from our lungs, so that they wouldn't make a memory of this skin.
Mine forældre opdrog mine søskende og mig med en pansermur af råd, et hav af alarmklokker, for at forhindre at nogen ville stjæle vort åndedrag, forhindre at nogen ville tage vort liv.