Humans are elbows and knees and everything inbetween. They are a million different people all at once. They are beauty and pain and suffering and rage and grief. They are words and feelings and emotions. They are the way their fingers move and the way their bones and muscles work together to hold them up and take them places. They are the looks they give the ones they love the most when they think it will go unnoticed. They are the sound of their voice and the way they arrange their body every time they sit down.