This is about my city and the imagination it takes to love. This is about loving dangerously and becoming better than our personal and political histories.
The first time I really thought about the concept of Me, involved eating a chewy handful of mushrooms in my first year of university. I was 18 years old, playing the friendliest game of NHL 94 in the history of time with my best friend. I was thirsty but all I had was orange juice [...]
Since the violent death of Raymond Taavel at the hands of Noel Denny on April 16th, 2012, I have been inundated with emails, asking me to speak out against the mental health system that would allow Andre Noel Denny onto the streets to commit his murder. To extend some sort of olive branch in the [...]