Grief is a strange beast. Suddenly, Facebook showed me an event, back in Toronto, for queer night at the aquarium. Nel would have loved that...

I'm not in the frame of mind right now for a coherent essay-style post; bear with me. I usually go home and cry for a while after cert...

Apparently, this month is sexual assault awareness month. Somehow, I was unaware of this occasion for awareness - or at least, I'd forgo...

I have mixed feelings about the  video about Down Syndrome Awareness  that's made rounds lately on social media. In this video, Lauren P...

Let's talk about how different facets of health intersect (I don't see the campaign today in an unproblematic light given its co...

On many university webpages, photographs of heritage buildings take centre stage. Old buildings speak to us, with weathered walls lining we...

As the weather gets warmer, the street harassment gets worse. Six men today made comments about my body; a seventh suggested that I smile. ...

I've recently read a few things on the internet that rub me the wrong way. Somehow there seems to be a culture that moving on from somet...

This is a reflective piece that I wrote in the context of a course I am teaching. I promised my students that I would do the reflective ass...

A couple of months ago, I posted about a fellow grad student who has been harassing me for some time. He graduated at the end of the last se...