Nothing Wrong With Cowardice As Long As

There Will Be No Floating Waway. There Will Be No Other Reality Tonight.

It Turned Out That, Like Satan, Cancer Had Many Names.

You Say You Felt A Presence, But I Only Sensed An Absence. A Vague Pain Without A Source. I Was Like A Patient Who Cannot Tell The Doctor Where It Hurts, Only That It Does.

She Wished She Could Visit Mariam's Grave, To Sit With Her Awhile, Leave A Flower Or Two. But She Sees Now That It Doesn't Matter. Mariam Is Never Very Far.... Mariam Is In Her Own Heart, Where She Shines With The Bursting Radiance Of A Thousand Suns.

I See America Has Infused You With The Optimism That Has Made Her So Great