~Jenunine. I see a teenage boy sitting across from me mind and soul trapped in a broken body; multiple strokes have left him a prisoner using art and technology we communicate silently sometimes I wonder if I had never asked this question, would he have ever shared his thoughts would there be someone to listen– [...]

~Jody Gilbert Change me into a song.                 Into that song. Make my flowing curves the melody, My long legs into the rhythm. These blue eyes could be the mixture                 of lyric and sound, just right to touch your soul. This voice will close your eyes, My sweet fragrance demands you sway. That song. [...]