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Category Archives: Every Girl

When exes message

I recently woke up to an email which read, in part: I fell in love with you the night H introduced us at Oliver’s and you argued with me about…

A letter from my heart to your ears

Dear Fella: Everything I thought I loved about you has turned out to be completely and totally false. 2012 & 2013 were interesting years for my romantic life, teaching me…

Full moons, mascara, and baba

“Jills! I need a big favour on your way in — I am having a makeup emergency!!” was the first of many hysterical text messages I sent to Jills this…

Renewable resources or something like it

depletion noun [mass noun] reduction in the number or quantity of something. First, let me start with what happens to me physically. Yesterday, I started feeling that the left side…

Every Girl Should Have One

Arabic Your movement, as your language; Hushed like curtains back-drawn and passed through Whispered into antechambers that you’ve dressed before the dawn with offerings and incense or the tap of…

Crazy has a season

And that season is summer. I have been completely lethargic and uninspired lately; short-tempered and arguably maybe a slight-bit-but-just-a-little-less rational than usual. Me, I thought it was because I can…

“Talk doesn’t cook rice”

One of the best (Chinese) proverbs ever, perhaps. Yesterday, my girlfriend and I were talking about boys (not to be confused with the male species as defined here). She mentioned…

Keys to The Cloud Cave

BREAKING! The ants in my pants are no more, and I miss them. I am entirely bagged. I have a tension headache that I can’t fix, since Tuesday. It came…

Killing Us Softly

Do you love women? Do you respect women? Are you against sexualized violence? Abuse? Hate? Manufactured realities? Profit over people? Then you need to watch the following riveting two part…

I can’t wait to start peanut buttering sandwiches

To Mothers By Baraka Blue To those mothers who buttered sandwiches and lit loves lanterns when sweet dreams turned into nightmares- and cloaked us in radiant safety net bear hugs…

Fathers

I was at a stop light watching a child who couldn’t have been older than four years old. She was holding on to her father’s hand and hanging, legs and…

The day I hid in a bush. Seriously.

 I loved him ferociously.  Else, I would have never stood inside of a thorny bush to spy on him.  Maybe I would have done this and thought it normal if…

Tips for buying a bra

During uni, and for a little over five years, I was the manager of the most expensive lingerie boutique in Ottawa, carrying only the best lines Aubade, Chantelle, and Lejaby. A…

The Treehouse has been put to sleep

After posters of Don Johnson, Kirk Cameron (pre fundamentalist Christianity) and Jason Bateman finally came down from my walls, it was Erté’s Girl on a Swing (a greeting card, believe…

I inspired a character in a fiction short story (EEEE!!!!)

S (about whom I have here frequently written) said it in this way: “I thought…what would it have been like for me to meet Maha while we were children?” And…

Back in Austin (.5 of day 1)

I’m typing this while seated at Austin’s best coffee ‘house’ – which is, in fact, more like an open air wooden wanna-be-bar. Really, Jo’s looks as though it has the…

Carnivàle Lune Bleue

I wish to travel with the carnivàle, any carnivàle. Only, unfortunately, I’m not talented, so this is not at all a possibility. Instead, I can live vicariously through trips to…

Beautiful Rain

I am on the softest and thickest bed buried beneath and inside of warm white sheets. Three walls are pale orange. One wall is a window. There is only one…

The Story That Hides

Some stories love to be told and some stories will fight you if you try to tell them. Part reality and part perspective, these never-new stories are universal, having already…

The Stand-Up Guy

His name is Daemon (Scott) Fairless, and he recently married Lyana, a beautiful and brilliant gynaecologist (as Scott says: “It’s nice to have a shared interest”). Scott was the first…

My 1st Baby Step to Collecting

Caballo Every evening, I walk past the Jason Duval Sussex Studio, and covet the work of a particular artist by the name of Marcelo Suaznabar. The ingredients of his work…

Happy Birthday

to me Happy Birthday to me Happy Birthday to me-eeeee Happy Birthday to me I was born at 8.04am years ago today. (Pretty picture courtesy of This Next.)

Lulu’s 1st ride!

As promised earlier, here you go…

Introducing Lulu

The Store Don’t let the daunting exterior of Joe Mamma’s dissuade you from entry. Although it appears skateboarder meets snowboarder meets bmxer (the three of whom are dudes) they are…

Quote of this day

“It is good for a woman to keep her sense of humor intact and at the ready. She must see, even if only in secret, that she is the funniest…