cake, stories, and ceilings

In our present realm of oppression, it is apparent that anecdotal evidence is not given the esteem it so obviously deserves. We’ve heard voices chiming from corners big and small across the globe for decades now. We’ve read words and witnessed testimonies. We’ve flinched at headlines and chosen realities that are more comfortable, more suitableContinue reading “cake, stories, and ceilings”

Twilight Era

I’m tidying up the waiting room and my gaze falls upon the little activity center and stuffed animals that have been abandoned in the corner. I remember a time last year when a client had an appointment but couldn’t find a babysitter, so I sat in that room with her little boy and we watchedContinue reading “Twilight Era”