Because when I was in my teens and twenties out at night in my sleepy suburban neighbourhood, I would sandwich my keys between my fingers as a weapon. Just like the girls were taught in school. Just in case. Because…
Because when I was in my teens and twenties out at night in my sleepy suburban neighbourhood, I would sandwich my keys between my fingers as a weapon. Just like the girls were taught in school. Just in case. Because…
There’s been a persistent dialogue running like a broken record in my head over the last couple of weeks. Psst. Hey you. You’ve been kinda lazy lately, eh? (P.S. my inside voice is so very Canadiana.) When was the last…
when it’s over. and you have nothing for or against the person. and they are free to fly from your body and your memory. that’s breathing. ~ nayyirah waheed
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” ~ Mary Oliver I mean, you may have lived a hundred before and you may come back again as a cat, or a tulip.…