Thanksgiving


I spent the day with the family of a friend. I was the only white person there, and instead of 'where is the trash can?' I kept saying 'where is the rubbish?' when we were cleaning up after dinner. My friend has dozens of immediate family members. They poured into the house, ate her delicious cooking, then poured out again.

It snowed last night.

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So much to tell you ... a few weeks ago my house split in two. Dramatic timing. Love, intended as a verb, as I packed my suitcases.

Ocean sounds all through my head.

No fixed address.


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Toronto, a dream, a fork in the road.