In the enchanted expanse of the great Kalahari, on the day my path crossed with Elvis and that Rock, I died and lived yet again...

She shakes as her elephant skin is pierced with drills. In her majesty she swats away the mighty man as if he is no more than a housefly...

Our mother, she cries, with unceasing tears. She sobs for hours, for days, for weeks. We hear the thundering beat of her broken heart as...