The Hands Are Churches That Worship The

I'm Like The Weather, Never Really Can Predict When This Rain Cloud's Gonna Burst; When It's The High Or It's The Low, When You Might Need A Light Jacket. Sometimes I'm The Slush That Sticks To The Bottom Of Your Work Pants, But I Can Easily Be The Melting Snowflakes Clinging To Your Long Lashes. I Know That Some People Like: Sunny And Seventy-five, Sunny And Seventy-five, Sunny And Seventy-five, But You Take Me As I Am And Never Forget To Pack An Umbrella.

You Know, Those Of Us Who Leave Our Homes In The Morning And Expect To Find Them There When We Go Back - It's Hard For Us To Understand What The Experience Of A Refugee Might Be Like.

Why Are We So Monumentally Slow?

It Was Terrible When A Single Conversation With Someone Determined Your Whole Future Relationship.

Being Good Felt Like A Heavy Coat, So I Took It Off.