A poetic response to the five young people (that I know of) that have gone missing in the last month on Vancouver Island.
I've been trying to think of what to say in the wake of events over the past six weeks. The world is a messy place right now. At times it can feel overwhelming and even pointless to add to the volume of dissenting voices. It can feel like the sound of my objections, my values... Continue Reading →
I'm so dangerous You don't even know I'm in the fast lane I'm a gay daughter of a liberated hoe