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crip self-defense: every instance of fighting back is beautiful

{image description: A large white and blue sign affixed to a chainlink fence, a City notice with the familiar refrain: A Change Has Been Proposed to This Site. A corner lot on Queen West in Parkdale, overgrown grass, wildflowers, and … Continue reading

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Messages from Pigeons, and Three Days of Collapse…

Messages from Pigeons {image description: A five-foot tall watercolour painting of a pigeon, cut-out in the shape of the bird and laminated to protect the image. The happy pigeon is ziptied to the outside of a chainlink schoolyard fence and … Continue reading

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Invisible and Targeted at Once: Social Assistance Art, Dreams, and Solidarity, or: CRIP RENT CRIP FOOD

A few months ago, I was hanging out with a friend of mine, and on my way out, she told me to bring a bag of potatoes home with me. One of her roommates had purchased their weight in potatoes … Continue reading

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Daffodils and Strange Persistence: Crip City Walks, Pandemic Feelings, & Signs of Ever-Unknown Futures

{image description: A thin red notebook, closed, atop my purple writing desk. My left hand touches the notebook, beginning to open it. Cluttered on my desk are stickers to the left of my notebook, a black pen above, and a … Continue reading

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Chaotic Fatigue, or Ordinary Humiliation of Disabled Bodyminds

{content note: suicidal ideation} {another note: I wrote most of this piece before the COVID-19 global health crisis was being taken seriously within so-called canada. Meaning, the following exploration of the tedium and humiliation of disabled bodyminds, of moving through … Continue reading

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One Month Later: food, books, gifts, & gratitude

For the most part, I won’t be cross-posting entries between Patreon and my blog, but I’m making an exception tonight, to be transparent about the money I’m earning and where I’m choosing to spend it, as well as sending a … Continue reading

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Toronto Forget-Me-Not Part Two

Read Part One Here. {content notes: coma, death} In Parkdale, sitting on the ground by the garden, I draw another Tarot card. NINE OF CUPS “Happiness.” JUPITER IN PISCES. Expansion, dreams, emotions, desires. Poetry, joy. Those are among the first … Continue reading

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Writing for weirdos, dreamers, survivors, & the dead

I’m here for weirdos, dreamers, & survivors (and, frankly, the dead, the lineages). When I drafted a Patreon profile four and a half years ago, this line was included. Upon the page’s completion, I saved the draft, set it aside, … Continue reading

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What I Was Thinking About the Day Elizabeth Wurtzel Died

{content notes: death, grief, porn} The night before, I’d taken my bedtime meds, plus an extra half of a sleeping pill, at 8PM, in the second night’s attempt to rapidly-ish reset my body-clock to awaken in the morning. I hoped … Continue reading

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Magical Concoctions for Sober Witches (And a Deadline, Too!)

It’s been a little while. It’s not ~officially Winter~ yet, but it’s Winter. Snow on the ground, almost-bare branches, reduced mobility for crip-bodies, and fingerless gloves to type. I feel like it should still be Halloween. But my sense of … Continue reading

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