Category Archives: toronto

source.of.undying.love

I must have met Masimba, appropriately, at Love Movement. I say must have because, though I don’t quite remember ever meeting him (in my mind, he’s just always been there, an integral part of the city’s scape and air and life … Continue reading

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interlude

  I woke up And forgot who I was But remembered a thunderous dream Of having to be someone. /mia-skye sagara   It is a strange thing to feel in exile at home, rather than at home in exile. My … Continue reading

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welcome to somewhere

Being away from West End Toronto for the bulk of Euro2012 made me terribly homesick. I’ve spent most of my adult life away, but that scrappy cement patch of autobody shops, faded warehouses and parkette drug deals will always be … Continue reading

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falling down, springing forward

I’ve been working almost non-stop since I got back to Toronto. The late shift suits me. I push off on my bike at around quarter past two, pedaling hard between hesitant cars and past red lights down down down. Shaw … Continue reading

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ó tu mortal

Today I took some dried bits of tobacco I had balled up tight in my left fist and ground them into a stone monument atop an Iroquois burial mound in Scarborough. Five hundred bodies below my feet. Sun in my … Continue reading

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allo home

the sunset lasted forever over greenland i couldn’t tell: was i looking at clouds? or at snow? glaciers on the water, fluffy and jutted, and we skimmed along the ice. . Heavy jet lag twice in one week has left … Continue reading

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pap sec com manteiga, ehh carai

click for larger. original image from an “ugliest intersections” feature, here. galleria to the left, macdonalsh to the right. [] I was back not two hours and already frustrated with the Duff-ring bus. Waiting for what felt like hours, sandwiched … Continue reading

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the floors are crooked

…even upstairs. P E A C E, to a beloved Toronto legend.

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three sugars in the mint tea, rub-a-dub style

I just caught Point Blank’s video for “Born & Raised in the Ghetto” (congrats to director Marc André Debruyne for the MMVA nomination), and was struck by the old stock footage from Regent Park‘s earliest days. The sugary optimism reflected … Continue reading

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one shot to the rib

I spend one evening a week helping out at a community centre downtown. Right now I’m spending some time with a group of 12 to 15-year-old girls, working on a radio documentary. The idea they had decided on with their … Continue reading

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