What Crosses My Mind

  • Modern Mania

    We are in a free state our words are rampant, abundant, thrown with fury as our fingertips express what our eyes might easily hide. ~ We have liberties our lives are fluid, we stroll by one another on city streets, in corridors, alone upon intersections without connection, islands traveling in unison. ~ We are a…

  • Read My Words

    Please, let’s not forget we used to do this all the time We’d speak and listen look into each other’s eyes. Recognize inflections, by the tension in your shoulders, the manner by which your hands relax; Listen to my words, and help me let go of the constraints, social media, perhaps the devil’s playground. Know…