Chain Mail

Chain Mail At Safeway, the boy stands with his mother in line. His pale blue polo shirt with something that looks like a squirrel embroidered on the left chest is stained with what might be chocolate milk. His hair is wild from a full day of learning, his shoe untied, his shirt untucked from his... 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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