There are some dates that just have baggage. December 6 has SO much baggage. We mark the 100th anniversary of the Halifax Explosion on December 6. A French ship was packed with small containers of picric acid, TNT, guncotton and benzo that were dangerous enough on their own, but together would form the most deadly […]
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Sexual assault support services aren’t nearly enough for survivors
There has been much discussion in the news regarding sexual abuse and the way that lawyers (defence and the Crown), police and professionals-at-large treat victims. I have read and heard people wax poetic for better training, the end of victim blaming and the end of re-victimization by a system that is supposed to help survivors. […]
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Years after my own assault, nothing has changed
I had just had a baby. I was still breastfeeding. I hadn’t been out in months. There was a DJ coming to town that I loved and my friends were all like, “Come out, come out.” I didn’t make plans with any particular people. I knew I would know tons of people there. Admittedly, I […]
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My Snapchat boyfriend
[Image-1] My relationship with my Snapchat boyfriend is the most fulfilling—and in some ways, the most honest—relationship I’ve ever had. It’s also been going on for more than a year, which qualifies it as one of my longest relationships. It’s definitely the most sexually satisfying. What in the actual hell. Part of me wonders if […]
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The holidays make me reflect on my mother
[Image-1] My Mom was a lovely, caring woman who meant well, but she was an alcoholic. She would swear that she would give her life to protect me. But she was an alcoholic. I tried to help. It’s hard, though, when others around you are enablers. As a kid growing up, I knew Christmas would mean […]
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Finding the strength to seek help after my sexual assault
[Image-1] Two-and-a-half years ago I was sexually assaulted, and it is by far the hardest thing I’ve ever had to go through. In many aspects of my life, I am changed. There were times when I didn’t think I could ever be happy again. There were times when I doubted myself so much that I […]
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Local lust: Louisville Sluggers
In my mind is a ballpark of cocks. The image came to me simply enough. A good friend and I were discussing the merits of a well-endowed man I was sleeping with. She compared him to a previous guy and asked, “Are they in the same ballpark?” The picture came to mind. Now I can’t […]
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Local Lust: A kink in the tale
The sex was off the fucking hook. Of the many things I liked about her, top of the list was her ravenous appetite for me. She was so relaxed and engaged. Not to say I’ve had armies of partners to compare (that I’ve reached double digits probably makes me typical for my cohort)but I’ve been […]
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Under the Common Bleachers
I would have lost my virginity to you on my birthday, but your girlfriend started throwing up after we got back to your place. You’d shown up at my house and dragged me out to one of those grungy gay clubs that aren’t there anymore, in a basement on Gottingen. The bartender kept mixing us […]
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Local Lust: Three is not a crowd
Some days I think I’m the luckiest girl in the world. I woke up this morning with a small tabby cat sleeping beside my head, my face pressed into an exotically beautiful woman’s breasts and a man cradling my body in his arms. Our party clothes lay intermingled in scattered piles on the floor. Carlos […]
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Local Lust: The plight of the bisexual
The thing is, men grow scratchy hair on their faces and usually I just want a soft cheek to press against. But women, with their soft cheeks, don’t often have hard muscles beneath their t-shirts to press against. I come up against these discrepancies over and over; I call them conundrums. Goes like this: How […]
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Sending Out an SOS
We met in the middle of a raging party, two writers casting lines, looks; suddenly alone in a room full of books, hot mouths melded like pavement and rain. We defected to my apartment and stripped our clothes like we’d just returned from war, tongues exploring terrain, salving wounds. At dawn we read each other […]