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  • public relations

    one day PR won’t just be damage control in a designer suit, a photo op with a forgiveness filter. the art of writing apology in 12 point helvetica bold, like empathy in a swag bag. we are rapidly approaching a… Continue reading

  • altitude

    I was up way too early this morning. On my way to the train, also way too early, I saw this worker standing at the edge of a condo tower under construction a block from our house. I could never… Continue reading

  • the mathematics of me

    Twice in the last week, I’ve dreamed of the Fibonacci sequence. I don’t remember either dream – only that in the second dream, I kept reminding myself that I had to remember those words when I woke up. Of course,… Continue reading

  • the second coming

    I am a mother. A wife. A daughter. The weight of love. The truth once buried beneath duty. The heart that has wondered if love is enough. I am all wonder, whimsy, magic, and therapy. The unshaken certainty that even… Continue reading

  • silent witness

    The house we live in is over 90 years old. Sometime in the early 1930s, as a shaken city emerged from the Depression and the earliest electric streetcars were still rolling up and down King Street a block away, she… Continue reading

  • hope in these times

    I wasn’t expecting to be watching the internal disintegration of America play out before my eyes like the final season of The Handmaid’s Tale. Until these last few years – and really, these last few months – I hadn’t given… Continue reading

  • creative writing class

    If we taught the five love languages in school like we teach French or German. If we learned in Kindergarten that the true measure of a life well-lived isn’t in our grand accomplishments, but in the small courageous acts of… Continue reading

  • awake on the train

    I left the train this morning one stop before City Hall, where I would usually get off —something I do on the mornings when I want a short walk to clear my head before work. I’m usually a stander on… Continue reading

  • canadian son

    We were unloading the car after a weekend away on a cold Sunday afternoon in February 2023 when a young man came walking up our driveway. He said he’d noticed our neighbour’s year-round Pride flag and thought this neighbourhood might… Continue reading

  • the secret to a good life

    In the last week of my life, I hope that my front door sees a steady parade of people who love me and, knowing that I don’t have much time left, they show up bearing cheeseburgers and chicken nuggets and… Continue reading