red, gold, orange – autumn’s blur from my bicycle, accompanied by a crackling whir. Advertisements
awww, autumn. your golden days make you glorious. your colours wrap around me.
there was this teenage girl walking, rather slowly across an intersection. the first thing i noticed was her large bubblegum headphones, then the red light, and then the numerous rush-hour cars screeching to a halt to avoid hitting her. will … Continue reading
quite a while ago, before we moved back from san francisco, i took james for one last stroller ride down to the bay. he was about nine-months old. i bundled him up and covered him with the baby blanket i … Continue reading
i see this sight pretty regularly and it gives me this little, sick feeling in the pit of my stomach every time: a man sitting in an old kitchen chair, looking out of a deserted store-front window, with ladders and … Continue reading
i now live in toronto again. in many ways it feels like i never left. it’s almost like i have to remind myself that i lived in san francisco for four years. yet when i plan where i want to … Continue reading
i’ve always hated scars, but now i’m the owner of a rather largish one from my emergency caesarean. the proud owner. i like it. it’s my badge of honour. the other side of trauma. james’ escape route into the world. … Continue reading