Other Writing

“A personal reflection on September 11, 2001—what I saw, what I felt, and what our country became in the days that followed. Twenty-four years later, in the shadow of another act of extremism, I ask what we’ve learned, what we’ve lost, and why unity matters now more than ever.”

Musings on a subject in the forefront of society right now

Today I went bye byes with the momma and the Tracie for the very last time.

Momma says I have something called cancer, and her eyes leak when she says it. All I know is I lost a toe nail, from my back foot this time, and blood keeps pouring out of the place my toenail was. No matter how much I lick it, the blood keeps coming, it's swollen like a buzzy stung me, and it hurts like it's on fire. I try not to let the momma see how much it hurts me, ‘cause it makes her sad, but I think she knows....