Results for: women of colour
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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 Companion: Prairie Homo Racisms
Since I easily dismissed the strange looks people gave my white mom and her three brown-skinned little kids and the questions about where I was from as just ignorant things people said, I grew up not very aware of racism and micro-aggressions. I didn’t think of myself as black or as white.
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A Prairie Homo Companion: Prairie Homo Spring
This spring, as you shed all the layers of winter, it’s important to love your prairie homo skin and not feel bad about its colour, its stretch marks, or whom or what it responds to.
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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.
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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.