There is a disembodied voice emanating from Queen St. “GIVE ME BACK MY BAG” It’s a woman’s voice. […]
healing
Do you make yourself sick? An essay on finding ease. I’ve given myself gonorrhea. Or, at […]
Gorgeous photo of me mid-Chaturanga during my morning physical work How often are you told to “Get out […]
There’s a book I have been reading for the past two years, slowly incorporating it into my life, […]
