I Choose Life

[Trigger warning: Language around miscarriage and abortion. ] By Anonymous I developed the armour of independence early in life, convincing myself I was fine on my own. As the only Asian kid in my class, my classmates labeled me as teacher’s pet. I was familiar with the pang of being on the margins of the social […]

When Sex Isn’t Magical

by Anonymous I carefully string the beads on a wisp of fishing wire. They’re clear blue, about ten of them. Then I thread the letters: T-R-U-E L-O-V-E W-A-I-T-S. More blue beads. I tie it round my wrist, feeling accomplished. This will fix everything. / / / / I came of age in the late nineties. […]

I Thought My Marriage Was a Huge Mistake (It Wasn’t)

Our shame is the enemy of someone else’s success. I scribbled this sentence on the back of an old Taco Bell receipt and stuck it on our fridge the night of our first counseling session. We had been married less than six months and I felt like I had ruined both our lives when I […]

Reclaiming My Brain: I am Not Stupid

I can still hear her scolding reprimand. I was in Grade 10 and my teacher had yelled at me in front of the entire class, telling me that I should probably just quit taking her Math class because I was going to fail it anyway. She went on to say that because I was interested […]

The Gate

“I had no idea, that the gate I would go through to finally enter this world would be the space my brother’s body made…” // For days now, that first line of Marie Howe’s poem “The Gate” has been echoing in my mind. Sometimes, my subconscious swaps out the word “brother” for “mother,” and I […]