What Crosses My Mind

  • A Reaction of Feeling

    A young boy has been shot, he’s dead, a police force became another list, not the boy, no list attached, a living human being, now dead, shot to death, after wielding motive suggests he was suicidal, didn’t want a recital, simply wanted to die, or at least in the mind of a boy, thought it…

  • Recognizing Who We Are Today! (a draft)

    We experienced a tragedy in (our community) last week. We lost a young man as the result of a traffic accident. He touched many hearts. The city, the district, the students were all impacted by the loss of (student), a student known by many for his affectionate and charming persona, an infectious personality. I listened…

  • This Quiet Passion

    It is a love, a desire, a response to silence, for so many occasions, while the skies do glance the usual, always, the emotions might trigger, might respond, could offer a storm of wrath, or perhaps, when least we anticipate, a light rain, to cleanse our soul, allow our lives to breathe, beyond the casual…

  • What Is Love?

    Do you know, I’m asking, I need your help. How rare to have a moment to pause to think maybe imagine there are answers outside of your comfort zone outside of your comfort zone outside of your usual way of thinking. Instead of ‘you’  let’s talk about me, walk inside my world and tell me…

  • We Bleed at the Doorstep (dedicated to Marcos Pantaleon)

    Our lives are here together We share our triumphs With the same energy that consumes Our despair We now know tragedy on a personal level Not the first time We know the risks while others Simply do not own Or care to understand And yet tonight We are one and we are strong And Boston…