Renee
Renee I believe in God too, but not predestiny, but after many tears at cruelty and lies and disbelief that this day, a young mother could gunned down by an agent of some law in broad daylight, you become the latest in a line of people who have been martyred. If I could, I'd ask you if you knew this might happen and chose to show up brave and beautiful anyway. Now, Renee, you're a moment of critical mass I pray to you, topple this rotten narrative we've been force fed. Saint Renee, is what I will call you. Patron of those who find fault and all who understand. For those who wander into a rage of untapped hatred and you with all that light in your beautiful face are tinder and match. I will remember by burning the candle with your picture on it. A candle not sanctioned by religion. Sanctioned by need. Maybe, like me in the space of your own home, you secretly called Kristy ...