It is with great sadness that I blow my nose.

“Someday I want to write a sixteen-syllable Haiku about the death and disappeara…”

“People should be heard, and music should be listened to.”

“I’ll name my town “Unwelcome,” and the sign will say, “Welcome to Unwelcome.”

“I have thin lips, like two rose petals on top of each other, and I would say I …”