jesse (pictured above) just leaned over from his desk, parting from his lecture slide review, to ask, how do you respond to, ‘uncontrolled diabetic.’ with a bug-eyed expression, i replied, ‘not well at all.’ he went on to explain that in his class, the phrase is everywhere. he has been by my side long enough […]
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. […]
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 […]
Unexpected Blues 