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 […]Read more "YOU"
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 […]Read more "A Funny Native"
The Griefy Train All aboard the Griefy Train! Pardon? You didn’t know you were invited? Well a lot of the passengers on board the griefy train didn’t know they had tickets either. We just find ourselves on a long ride full of crowded carriages, dark spaces, parties with the living, tearful reunions, sad reflections, and […]Read more "The Griefy Train"
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 […]Read more "Oh Cantada"
Do you ever find yourself surrounded by strangers and think, “what if, in a moment from now, is the beginning of the end of the world; and this is who you’re stuck with: STRANGERS.” You don’t know who they are, what they are planning or if they are plotting against you. I’m Native, so […]Read more "PLACES"
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 […]Read more "My Dress is Political"
Different kinds of ways to cope. Trying not to lose all hope. My pen holds my truth and notes. Poems and work and useful quotes. I lost two notebooks. Trying to deal with losing tools of my muse. That harbor my thoughts. My healing. Carrying words that I wrote about them. Carrying not in my […]Read more "The Loss of Self Care"