Life is Amazing…
The author wearing T-shirt DeColonize Everything, bought at Commie Bop Open Mic auction in support of Victoria Tenants Union. Buckman Coe literally gave the shirt off his back to auction. For the C word in my Oppressor Alphabet journey, I've spent the last two weeks mulling over colonialism and coloniality. Who's impacted by it, who's... Continue Reading →
Bullies are popular. Everybody thinks they're such nice guys. The author knows this first-hand — she grew up with one. B is for Bullies is a personal reckoning with oppression, ADHD, and the mother who saw what the bullies couldn't: that the very qualities that made her a target are what make her an artist.
5 years old in the green ballet dress Mom made for me. I'd wanted to do tap lessons, Mom wanted me to do ballet. Ableist? Yes, with a broad definition of cultural ableism - Mom, who was British, said tap dancing was common, yet my ADHD feet thought it was brilliant. For sure obliging my... Continue Reading →
Alison Amazed 