Fresh Fridays: Take Your Shoes Off

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In the clinic…

“Take your shoes off please, I need to get your weight,” the medical assistant instructed.

“What?” The patient asked. “Am I about to board a plane or something?”

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Fresh Fridays: It’s not You, It’s Me

what’s the name of that store on the corner?

Aug. 16, 2011

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Exasperated, she raised her voice because I hadn’t heard her the first time. “How come no one understands me when I speak?”

“Mmmm… I don’t think it’s you, it’s me. I’m not from here, so sometimes I’m not used to hearing the way people talk here.”

“Oh you mean…. my ACCENT.”

Fresh Fridays: Long Time No See

Relationships are like a cup of lai cha: “The Sentimental Flavor Lasts Forever” (toronto 2011)

A few days ago. A reunion. 

I pushed the door open.

“Oh heeeey! How are you!” I greeted my patient warmly. Like we were old friends.

“Hi Soapie.. I’m good…” he beamed.

“It’s been a long time since I last saw you,” I said, placing a syringe, alcohol pad, and bandaid on the counter.  I couldn’t even remember the last time.

“Trust me, I don’t want to see you,”

Fresh Fridays: Blood / Exposed

another thing I’m thankful for: the colors of autumn. (2011).

Back in the day, when I was workin’ in the South, most my colleagues were white, black, or Latino.

Until I met Vladimir.