Results for: no fucks to give
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A Prairie Homo Does New York: Gratitude
Who was I to even want these things that I wanted? Who was I to ask for them? I was open, naked: This is me. This is what I want. I need your help.
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A Prairie Homo Does New York: Homeward Trouble
I thought, “Hey New York, just cause you wear these cool designer bridges across your rivers and you’ve got some graffiti on your interesting architecture, doesn’t mean I have to like you, okay?” But I do like New York in spite of myself.
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A Prairie Homo Companion: Wanderlust and Lessons Learned
I like to think all of this travelling has taught me a few things, or else what would be the point? Here’s a list of 10 things I’ve learned as a prairie homo in the great wide world.
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Prairie Homo Companion: Conversations On Coming Home
“Me too,” I could so easily say to the teenagers on that Edmonton LRT train: “Me too.” I had also wanted to leave, and I did; but then I came home.
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A Prairie Homo Companion: Snow is a Gender-Neutral Pronoun
I started feeling cold around the time I started feeling self-conscious.