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Firesmoke

And so, April comes to an end. A month of low temperatures, frigid rain and obstacles is over. When T.S Eliot wrote “April is the cruellest month”, he knew what he was talking about. If I could give this April a vocabulary, some of the words would be: endurance, frustration, elation, perseverance, realization, patience. WhenContinue reading “Firesmoke”

The Mountains

A few weeks ago, at 6 am in the morning, I received a startling message from a family friend. My dad had been in an accident in Vancouver, and he was in the ICU. Before I could process the news, my body had already begun to react. I started shaking uncontrollably. The only comfort wasContinue reading “The Mountains”