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I found old poems of mine yesterday.
Poems that I had written when I was 12 years old.
Reading it outloud, I couldn’t help but laugh to myself, and also sit in pride.
I understood a lot, at 12.
In one of my poems (it’s an entire collection, truly), there is a...
Have you ever been actively treated like you were invisible?
Seriously.
Like you didn’t exist, at all?
This past week, my partner (Tharsihan) & I had our first contract back since COVID-19.
Granted, photography and videography is still not allowed in...
What does education mean to you?
Seriously.
What does it mean?
I’ve been thinking about what it means to define myself as someone who is not just a creator, and storyteller, but an educator as well.
In the wake of online courses a-plenty, books and academic readings made...
We’re all redefining our identities right now.
Whether it’s Black voices who are being amplified for the first time (a bittersweet by-product of circumstances), Non-Black POC navigating the biases that are ingrained within our cultures and behaviours, or White allies...
At Western University — my alma mater — the first folx who I felt like ever made me feel home in my own culture (and proud) were the Black Womxn who were a part of the Black Students', and African Students' Associations.
The only people I saw taking up space and being...