Year in Review

I am learning what it is to be responsible for my own warmth.

One thing I love about many types of guardianship in food is that it requires you watch, but not too closely.

Day-to-day, I, a queer Native person leaping around this deeply stolen and homophobic land, try to lessen the ambient tensions floating in my air. Now I had to do the opposite.

I’d been walking around in a literal haze, but deep down I thought buying contacts might be the faint victory I’d been seeking.

 Practicing self-care by telling white people about themselves, calling in Black to life, delighting in Black art? That was Black as shit.

The spread of plagues is the beta version of “Congratulations, you played yourself.”

When you’re depressed, you learn all of the angles inside a half-empty apartment. You become a student of the ceiling.

Will the conversations inspired by high-profile trials such as Jian Ghomeshi's mean actual change? 

I was not born powerful, but this year, I chose power for myself.