You would think a group of “animals” sensing the slaughter of one of their own would make for the most dangerous of environments. But there are no confrontations, only the heartfelt gestures of people sensing the demise of another. Through these darkest moments of my existence, I’ve learned that a genuine embrace can last a lifetime.

This piece was originally published in Scalawag Magazine.

The future holds peace.

Who’s ever heard of a Christmas without a Christmas tree? There should be a law against that.

This place wasn’t home, but it was definitely Christmas

I am an alien to my race, a foreigner in my homeland

What does this mean for me, a man sentenced to die?

The crowd snakes forward sniffing towards the next exhibit

Humanity demands it; in fact, our humanity depends on it

Using the leaves of trees to be heard

This place brings out your worst and your best