YOU

You laugh without understanding the context of what is being said to you. You pay full price for tickets in solidarity that guarantees you a spot in spaces that others cant access. You feel better that I am out, so you can out me when you introduce me to others. Your BLANK friend. Your BLANK […]

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A Funny Native

I was asked to go be the master/mistress of ceremonies for a community event in Bkejwanong. I’m kind of new to the whole self-booking and making all the travel and lodging arrangements myself? Thanks to the big move on reconciliation and a new flock of Grey Owls, I usually just let whichever colonial agent do […]

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Oh Cantada

I wrote this piece a day after the Tina Fontaine verdict was delivered. I wasn’t going to post it but I need to share how I was feeling emotions can be so raw. I was so angry. I still am. But after attending a memorial after writing this piece, I realized I need to channel […]

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200 Words or Less

Teddy Syrette (Ozhawa Anaung Kwe/Yellow Star Woman) is a 2-Spirit Anishnabek person from Rankin Reserve of Batchewana First Nation. They write poetry, short stories, and works of non-fiction. The non-fiction pieces of work include Facebook Statuses, tweets and their income taxes of 2014 and 2008, respectively. They are currently published in a couple of anthologies, […]

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My Dress is Political

My Dress is Political. It empowers me and inspires others to follow suit. Maybe. My dress doesn’t give you permission to treat me differently. Especially in your businesses and shops. But I will kindly tell you why I wear this dress. I’ve earned my money wearing my dress. And I kept my dress on while […]

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Count Down

Count Down – September 3, 2014 The clock ticks and time talks As this teeny tiny person hears a tingling twinkle The twinkle remembered as a child challenges classmates like a game of chess The teeny tiny person began having marvelous mind mingling moments to themselves Tantalizing thoughts of teeny tiny persons who were similar […]

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Where’s My Lighter?

Don’t you hate it when that happens? Looking for a lighter, to light up some candles and I was at a loss. None were around. And those that were present, were no longer in working order. As the search moved to the bedroom, I scavenged through discarded jeans, in search of a source of controlled […]

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