Who can I turn to? Who can I trust?
He loved her, free parts and labor. But she broke down and died.
I put out a recording of me singing mostly jazz because I wanted people to know I'm coming from a jazz background.
I like words. Words are places, rooms, distant airs, thin and tropical. They make us feel and imagine we are more than our bodies.
I want to work and be happy.
You can't break the rules until you know how to play the game.