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. […]

On the Days When I Am The Elephant in the Room

By Erin Thomas | Twitter: @erinthomas_123 I didn’t know what to do with my hands. Suddenly they seemed like useless clay weights dragging the rest of my body to the floor. I couldn’t breathe. Was it hot in here? I thought it was hot, but then I felt cold. No, hot. Definitely hot. Wait, cold. Where […]

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 […]

When Death is So Near

I can’t seem to turn off the news Tune out the screens It’s everywhere brown bodies black lives the debating between who’s humanity is actually seen this time the body fell, not so far from me it’s on the street that I drive to work or home sometimes, from my friends I’ve stopped at that […]

Love & War & Facebook

By Beth Watkins | Twitter: @iambethwatkins If you told me the first time I would hear the word “love” from a boy would be over Facebook, and it would actually be kind of perfect, I would have told you to get out. I’d been single all of my 27 years, was fiercely independent, a little […]