I used to parse out love like calories. I could count, from memory, the measure and heft of every smile and every wink. And like the salads I ate, dry, without dressing, lest I consume more than I deserved, love was a transaction. A constant negotiation of wanting. A lack. An ache in my belly.… Read More
Apologies and other follies
Remember how I wrote a letter to someone within my University regarding the approval of a student’s poster in which the student appeared in redface? Well, here’s the response I got today. I would just like to draw attention to the section in bold. Everything else is pretty standard, and frankly what I expected from… Read More
heretics and herrings and hares
https://storify.com/ZoeSTodd/don-t-you-dare-assert-dynamic-knowledge-identities You can refer back to the above storify link to see the outcome of a series of tweets I posted the other day. On the one hand, I’m really excited there was so much discussion that grew from one little tweet. However, a troubling reality is that often when we start to talk about… Read More
I love you ever so
Some realizations I had upon coming to Amiskwacî and feeling the earth beneath my feet again: just love. love the people you resent or respect. Love the land. Love the fish. Love the water. It’s not a theory, it’s a way of being. Babies know how to love. People on their deathbed know how to… Read More