let me give you half bad poetry mildly therapeutically words by Marie Kinderman i can’t believei was one of thoseeye-batting freakstormscome hither boy aren’t i gorgeouswhen i can’t evenshow o$ my ittie bittiesbe a grown ass missieoh that was high schoollet me give youhalf bad poetrymildly therapeuticallyshow youi grew up better thanchapped lips picked skinpining […]
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awful words by Marie Kinderman illustration by Ashley Cameron spoony guise pausing on you through the looking glass to think my path lined with people as admirable as almost awful: eyes bigger than soup spoons awful about the way I leave people
One American student’s perspective at a labour march in Toronto
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Homecoming words by Marie Kinderman illustration by Maria Vidal Valdespino Last night I went to senior homecoming as a college student. With my mother as my date. We decorated the gymnasium together. Handmade streamers, balloons, twinkle lights, a photo booth. I drew her raffle ticket. Gave her the prize I made (for her). We danced
