This universe is a fan of you. Watch the flowers in the morning, how they open towards the same sun that spends it's whole day following you.
Anis MojganiWalk through this with me. Through this church birthed of blood and muscle where every move our arms take, every breath we swallow is worship. Bend with me. There are bones in our throats. If we choke it is only on songs.
Anis Mojgani