The Last Class

Today is the last class that I am teaching at the California State University, San Bernadino School of Social Work. I dedicate this blog to my 28 amazing students who have been personally and professionally affected by the outcome of the 2016 election. They are fierce and they are woke and they are engaging in…

Lost in Translation (Stepmother)

I remember the moment I found out he had children. It was night, I had been drinking and fucking around on Facebook. I thought I had found his Facebook page. His profile picture was of kelp so I wasn’t sure if it was him or not. It said he was married. I clicked on her…

Jonesing for Justice

Recently I was asked to write up a draft of a speech about poverty and inequality. I don’t know what its final incarnation will look like but I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Inequality as a state of disparity has long been the focus of social work practice….

The Truth

All week I have had this scenario running rampant through my brain: You Can’t Handle the Truth I was angry and allowing one woman to have complete control over my emotions for days and days.  Swirling in the knowledge that I know the truth, I am tired of the lying, and if this battle would…