Dominick DiRienzo
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I begin to speak yet pause...
This has been a tough one. I have struggled with what to say—feeling like I need to say something, wanting to say something. But I am conflicted because now is not a time to say look me, now is not a time to say listen to me, now is not a time for me. It is a time for Chris. It is a time for his son, his mother, his brothers, his loved ones and his family. It is time for us to lift them up, to gather around them, to support them and to remember Chris.
By Dominick DiRienzoabout a year ago in Journal
If tomorrow starts without me?
If tomorrow starts without me? One day it will! Today it will? Three truths and a lie to swallow like a bitter pill. The grandfather I never knew would say, “I read the obituaries in the paper this morning, and I wasn’t in them so I guess I better leave the house.”
By Dominick DiRienzoabout a year ago in Poets
