Speaking truth to power, and owning the power of narrative to break the bonds of injustice.
Federal Judge Orders Medicare To Pay For My Pancreatic Meds; Corrupt Backstory Spurs New Fight
My lawyer called today to tell me that we won our case to restore my pancreatic medication. The judge, in part, used the feds' own...
It's A (Very) Serious Matter...On My New Profile Pic
In the 90s, Aaron Tippin had a song, "Kiss This," and a lyric in that song is "and I don't mean on my rosy red lips..." It was a classic...
Righteous Rage on Healthcare Reform: She Who Rises When Corruption Forms the Noose that Kills
I did not want a (new) cause. Loud and bombastic is not energy in my bandwidth but I feel forced to summon it anyway. I wanted to...
Balance Under Fire: When It Feels Like Pain Is All There is
I have been listening to Hozier's "Take Me to Church," which is still popular but not a new song. It is a powerful commentary on...
'They Say': The Deady Cost of the Strong Woman Archetype
I wrote this poem months ago, feeling lost, unseen, breaking under the weight of an impossible archetype that regarded not my own humanity.
Fighting Not to Drown Amid Pancreatic Mayhem
Today, and for the last few days, I've been fighting unmitigated pancreatic pain because the feds decided part of my pancreatic pain...











