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Lessons Learned From ‘She Called Me Woman’ (Entry 12)

[Click here for LESSON 11] LESSON 12 From the chapter, ‘When I Die, I Just Want To Be Remembered’, PD has this to say: “The best thing about being in

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Just A Simple Reminder

It’s okay to be out. It’s okay to prioritize your happiness over everyone else’s. It’s okay to want to be free. It’s okay to be yourself. It’s okay to give

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Lessons Learned From ‘She Called Me Woman’ (Entry 5)

[Click here for LESSON 4] LESSON 5 From the chapter, ‘My Sexuality Is Just The Icing On The Cake’, OW has this to say: “There are times when I study

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Lessons Learned From ‘She Called Me Woman’ (Entry 3)

[Click here for LESSON 2] LESSON 3 From the chapter, ‘Love Is Not Wrong’, OF says: “I believe in God, but not religion. I think it divides people, and I

Poetry 3 Comments

THE KIND OF LOVE YOU DESERVE

You have come to know Like a gleam that stretches the closer you get to the light You have become aware of the truth Seen it, held it, cradled it

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A LOVE AT SEVENTEEN

Let us start from seventeen and the brown of Adam’s eyes that captivated me. They were a well of honey I could feel myself slipping into each time I looked

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HE IS SHE

I knew her when she was a he. All strikingly handsome, tall, curly black hair, brown eyed, lean and toned, a Somali-Canadian; strutting down the Esplanade in shockingly-bright clothes –

Fiction 6 Comments

The Lies You Told

You listen to the sounds of the evening: the crickets chirping, the frogs croaking, the birds’ evensong. You drown your feelings in the peace you get only from nature. Peace

Fiction 15 Comments

The Siren Call

There is a wisdom that comes from having your heart broken more times than the number of beers you’ve downed in your lifetime. It’s like Archimedes and the damned crown.

Series (Fiction) 8 Comments

BEING BRUNO (Episode 8)

PAST Each generation has something to be thankful for. For your grandfather, it was the coming of the white men with formal education. For your father, it was Michael Jackson