divine interventions

marti got dengue. and was in the hospital for seven days. we had to cart in people to donate blood for him (and out of a dozen, only three made it to the cut). but thank you so much for the people who came and almost came to donate! he is now home, lost weight [...]

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A Visit

Gone are the days
when you could walk on water.
When you could walk.
The days are gone.
Only one day remains,
the one you’re in.
The memory is no friend.
It can only tell you
what you no longer have:
a left hand you can use,
two feet that walk.
All the brain’s gadgets.
Hello, hello.
The one hand that still works
grips, won’t let go.
That is [...]

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if you can’t see me, it’s only fair that i can’t see you.

can see me? can you hear me?
no. i suppose not.
(this is stef invisible.)

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Waiting room stories: Mark

This is Mark. I got an unfortunate glimpse of his belly when i first saw him a couple of weeks back. He was scratching it, his red shirt lifted for everyone to see. I was reading my book at the waiting area of the neurologist my mom told me to see about my back. I [...]

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