Read my letter to the editor in response to shoddy reporting and truly disturbing comments by a lawyer in a child sexual abuse case that closely parallels what I experienced.
Writing
Writing by me
London Lesbian Film Festival 2017
Excerpt: In previous years, the Film Festival had been located in one large theatre, but this year it had been divided and we took up two theatres that were near each other. Since this was my first year, I couldn’t compare, but personally I didn’t mind it too much as I was overwhelmed enough without having that many people in one place. But I heard others were disappointed at the arrangement, which I understand.
International Women’s Strike – Muskoka
Being able to participate in a global movement is profoundly powerful. It’s important to be BRAVE and create the opportunities for discussion and change that you want to see. Of course, I say this now at thirty years old, but if you’d asked me five years ago if I’d ever do something like spearhead and speak at a rally for women’s rights, I would have laughed, then cried, then had an anxiety attack. And yes, all those things still happened, but I ALSO co-organized a strike. So to paraphrase Audre Lorde, when speaking and staying silent are both terrifying, decide to speak.
How I Bleed – A Poem
I want to talk about my body for a minute No I want to talk about my body for 1 435 840 minutes. That's how many minutes I've bled. So far. Let me talk about hating my body. About feeling born into a carcass and waiting for it to just fall over and stop—finally. I … Continue reading How I Bleed – A Poem
An Overview of the Women’s Movement in 2016
Read aloud at December 6th event - Day of Remembrance and Action In the face of women's continued oppression, it's important to reflect, just as we've done here today. As women are multifaceted beings, we can both mourn the women whose lives were taken this year, and all years, and also demand changes to make … Continue reading An Overview of the Women’s Movement in 2016
Disclose – A Poem
The differences always sit in the details In the degree Because it was your boyfriend But it was her dad and you didn’t tell the police but she had and you felt horror, shame, helplessness and she can only say '...it was bad’ you want the freedom to rage with her it’s okay to tell … Continue reading Disclose – A Poem
