Red Cedar
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Category: Urban
a fiction from the granville street bridge
there it was – on the bridge waiting for me – a memory i had forgotten about entirely. the despair of an 18-year old girl drenched in december rain – looking over at mid-span and thinking “if i go over with this pack on… Continue Reading “a fiction from the granville street bridge”
really fucking normal
sometimes the veneer of “really fucking normal” starts to wear a bit thin. i seem to be having insomnia every sunday night, a precursor to re-entering the city for the week, and last night was no exception. awoke with a sense of forewarning i… Continue Reading “really fucking normal”
balancing?
i am having a really difficult time motivating myself at work this week – i just really don’t feel bothered to get on any of the tasks i have on my to do list. this is fine, in that no one notices, but it… Continue Reading “balancing?”
no such thing as a wrong decision
the haze is very bad today in vancouver – i’m not sure if it’s caused by the forest fires, or just the regular hot weather/bad air thing that happens in the summer. the north shore mountains are just a blur though – and my… Continue Reading “no such thing as a wrong decision”
grit and poverty
urgh – monday morning. there was a woman working the stroll in front of my apartment building this morning, just by the bus stop which is a bit strange given that sex-trade workers in the neighbourhood don’t tend to work that far up from… Continue Reading “grit and poverty”
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