Autism feels like blue

April is Autism Awareness Month.  I work with and love many people with autism and their caregivers.  This poem is for them. Autism feels like blue Blue is mystery is ocean, is midnight, is forever, and darkness, and shining sky, blue is transparent glass and tastes like sadness sometimes but sounds like blueberries covering small... Continue Reading →


On what I never learned in grad school; or, “I don’t think it’s very safe to live here.”

Things I never learned in graduate school: On the days when national disasters happen, you will spend your day talking to frightened children.  Your 9AM patient will be scared to go around any crowds: a crowded Panera might be too dangerous because there could be a person with a gun.  Your 1PM patient believes ISIS... Continue Reading →

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