Anger, rendered as a scene: the aftermath in a small kitchen a minute after an argument. A chair knocked over on its side, a mug set down so hard that coffee has splashed in a wide star-shaped spray across the counter and wall, a kitchen cabinet door left swinging open, a sheet of paper torn cleanly in half lying in two pieces on the floor, and a pencil snapped in two beside them. Harsh overhead light. Nothing broken beyond repair, nothing dangerous. No people. No text, no letters, no logos anywhere; the paper is blank.