I can’t hide from suffering.Can’t outrun it.Out-drink it.Out-shag it.Out-anything it.So what’s left?One thing.One frightening, heroic thingFace it.Yeah, it might kill me.Drive me mad.Turn me into a drunk or a nympho.But it’s doing that anyway.One thought.One day at a time.Terrible...

Lead Speaker and Head of the Society,  MalariaLadies … we need to quiet down now… so we can start. Today we have to decide if we are going to accept a new member into our society. We have a new pledge...

We  We are who We are we Who are  We Who We are not  You are you I am I I am I    They are They  Who are they? Who They are  Who they are    What is what? Is what  What it was  What it is  What was it? What it is It is It is

Daphne oh Daphne The bees were asleepWhen your flowers came into bloom Daphne sweet Daphne Your brought me purple When the winter fell into gloom