What Crosses My Mind

  • A Morning Stroll (after the tragedy)

    Walk with eyes open, a different look today, notice the change of heart, perhaps a hesitation, that normal glance of hello now secondary to this inherent need shadows fear’s trepidation. ~ Seems everyday can never be the same as it were, when yesterday the stroll seemed arbitrary. Crossing the street occurs always a bit easier…

  • I Will Believe (for the victims of Charleston AME)

    When I stepped outside tonight I wondered only the same, how will you be, she, they, what will we discuss, I lived for sharing moments, finding God together, we had our plan, we were safe with one another, my life is built around the honor of shared dialogue, we all do believe in the same,…