THE NEXT DAY: What We Can Do Together
The day is November 6th, 2024, the day after the United States Presidential election. As a Canadian — specifically as a Queer Métis boy currently living in conservative Alberta — I see so many in grief and shock at the fact Donald Trump not...
The First Snowfall
The first snow always falls at 3AM in Calgary. The city knows this in its bones, in the way certain truths become sacred through repetition – like convenience store fluorescence or the peculiar weight of grief that settles in your...
The Sacred Mundane: Writing Without Being Read
The world only exists in your eyes, until you write it into being. Each morning I wake before the sun to perform this sacred act of attention — brewing coffee in a Chemex while watching frost flowers bloom across my bedroom windows....
The Geography of Pockets
The third floor of Mount Royal’s Riddell Library holds secrets in its corners. Past the stacks of untouched dissertations, behind the last row of religious texts, there’s a reading nook where dust motes dance like answered prayers. The chair’s burgundy...