The Voice of the Soulless
A Transgender Day of Remembrance Poem. “Am I…alive?”, I ask myself. Sure enough, my heart beats. I even converse with the living. “So, why don’t I feel alive?”, I look…
How will a black, newly post-op, trans girl survive homelessness in Toronto? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Let's find out.
A Transgender Day of Remembrance Poem. “Am I…alive?”, I ask myself. Sure enough, my heart beats. I even converse with the living. “So, why don’t I feel alive?”, I look…
This close to having a mental breakdown. Hello, ODSP. Take a seat. I SAID TAKE A FUCKING SEAT. … Good. Eyes up here. Leans in Da fuck? My ODSP Approval…
Continuing from Part 1 (ER Visit: Toronto General Hospital), I make my way to Mount Sinai Hospital as my next ER during the weekend. So I have to first start…
Another dead end…or is it? Continuing my monthly routine of ER visits, I find myself in Toronto General Hospital this time around. After my visit at North York General, my…
I’m punching myself for not coming here sooner. So I’ve known about, and been referred to, Friends of Ruby for a while. But since being homeless is like a full-time…
For the homeless of us who may have the cash, but not much else. During my time being homeless now, AirBnb has become the one way I have actually avoided…