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Beneath the black rocks
An essay on death, loss, and coronavirus: “The same unknown that makes me nurse the thought of my mother’s death, makes me think of the loneliness of everyone who died of the virus…. For decades, for the rest of their lives they will be imagining the last moments of the ones who left them.”
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“Crescent City” by Anna Oberg
“Living in Katrina’s wake, I cannot make sense of this haunted world. New Orleans is a place that has survived, but isn’t healing. I can identify. Despite having married the next man who loves me, I am still broken from the last one, who did not.”
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An Open Letter to Computing Community
“We know the compounding effect brought by feelings of isolation on one’s spirit as the ‘only’ in a meeting, within a boardroom, on a committee, in a research lab, or in a classroom.”
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Full Circle: First Nations Performance
Full Circle: First Nations Performance is a non-profit society and registered charity that creates opportunities for Indigenous artists.