A tale is but half told, if only one person tells it.

There wasn't a dry eye in the audience after her heart-wrenching performance.

Sunday houses were often made of limestone rock coated with whitewash inside and out.

Those glottals glugged like poured pop, each /rebarbative syllable, remembrancer, raise /‘mob' rhubarb-rhubarb to a tribune's speech /crossing the crackle as the hayracks blaze...