memoir

May, if it doesn’t kill me first

May, if it doesn’t kill me first

My back is curved like a banana and, I too, feel nutrient rich. I am sitting on the edge of our coffee table / dining room table / tv stand / foot rest. Yes, we eat on it, sit on it, and put our feet on it. I'm listening to two siblings talk.

April Memoir of a Thinking Body

April Memoir of a Thinking Body

As the train pulls into our final station, we make our way to the door. The kid writer watches us. I nod at them, trying to peek at their notebook without moving my body from where I stood. I can see nothing.

What No One Tells You About DNA

What No One Tells You About DNA

I was in a packed Mauerpark in 2012, speaking rusty German full of sadness. My best friend of 8 years had moved out of our Toronto apartment while I was at work and the person I was dating…