I want you bad like a natural disaster. You are all I see. You are the only one I want to know.

I'm not artistic nor am I all that creative.

I love being a storyteller. I love telling stories.

I know you’ll never love me but maybe you’ll stay for awhile.

I plan to be a part of Haiti's reconstruction and future.

More and more, journalism seems to have hopped out of Truth's pocket and crept into another.

What goes best with a cup of coffee? Another cup.