My stomach hurts and I realize I’m sucking it in again. I sit up straight and try to relax, giving my organs some room to breathe. I’m listening to the person talking across from me, but now I’m also wondering: where did this come from? When did my body learn to sit this way? IContinue reading “The Way We Hold Ourselves: Understanding (my) Posture through Social Interaction”
Category Archives: Non-Fiction
The Research Proposal No One Wanted feat. Bladerunner, Artificial Intelligence, and Science Fiction
Two years ago, I submitted a research proposal to three University English Departments. Two years ago, no one wanted to see the idea grow. Do I blame them? No. Do I think it was the most cutting edge research ever? No. But damn have I not been able to give up on being OBSESSED withContinue reading “The Research Proposal No One Wanted feat. Bladerunner, Artificial Intelligence, and Science Fiction”
Community First, Movement Second: A Short Bio of Harsha Walia
“…the most important feature of powerful social movements, is an affirmation of community.” – From “Young, Brown and Proud: Personal purpose and political activism” by Harsha Walia Connection requires a crossing of boundaries. It requires seeing one thing in another without disturbance of difference: that old mean thing still snipping at the threads we THE PEOPLEContinue reading “Community First, Movement Second: A Short Bio of Harsha Walia”
A Giving Voice: Short Biography of Deanna Reder
A Giving Voice (n): A person who hands themselves over in the service of revealing truth; who gives even their voice in making sure the untold is spoken. — Here in Canada, many still shy away from the basic truth of our colonial history: that European settlers erased the voices of entire populations already living here, stifling theContinue reading “A Giving Voice: Short Biography of Deanna Reder”
Still Learning: Confronting Myself on ‘Naming the Unnamed’ Within
Sometimes, when something hurts me, it takes a while for me to feel it. I’m the kind that won’t even realize I’d been so affected until much later, years after, and at random. Sometimes, what I’ve suppressed never comes to light at all. Usually this is because, “I don’t know where to put it.” SlowContinue reading “Still Learning: Confronting Myself on ‘Naming the Unnamed’ Within”
