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…