and so it is the shorter story

he shared a parable. as it goes… there is a flood firefighters rushing door to door to help people to safety knock knock and a man answers, his family behind him. “hurry up” begs the fireman, “no, our god will save us” replies the man. the waters rise, and the man and his family climb […]

i’m gonna show you what i’m made of

last night was magnanimous; built of epic proportions. i moseyed to work at sleepy dog brewery in tempe, AZ, ready for a good night of pouring beer and laughing it up. often on thursday evenings, a talented artist named ian plays for us. last night, he announced the night to include open mic. open mic. […]

Diabetes Blog Week 2014: Day 2

send me well wishes, not tricks up your sleeve because right when i need you, you also need me there’s no changing colors, no charging up dues, no market impressions, no turning up clues i test, you trial, as our turbulence goes on for lightyears, discomfort and woes you never asked for permission, to park […]

i was left to my own devices

i’ve been experimenting with writing lately. finding various channels to sort of ‘start fresh’ like you would in a new city. it’s been a great exploration so far, and a very personal one. so far, my writing has centered on itself. yes. i’ve been writing about writing. but not like how-to’s or do’s and don’ts. […]

but i never saw the good side of the city

i’ve resisted ‘the darkness’ in every other way possible. when i was in middle school, the stores that i shopped at provided more insight about me than what i said or how i spoke. 8th grade playground rule: where your clothes come from and how they fit your body is indicative of what is inside, […]

and baby i’ll rule, i’ll rule, i’ll rule

a mom once told me that she is the face of diabetes her child, needing needles and blood draws woken from slumber by a mother who loves her wanting only survival one more night, she tries type three transitions her child grows into a young girl and sees diabetes as a monster within her scratching […]