Ces femmes de ma vie By

Maman! C’est spontané. Viscéral. Animal même. Quand tu as faim. Mal. Peur. Quand tu te retrouves au bout du monde, perdue. Quand la toilette du voisin du haut te coule sur la tête. Ou simplement quand tu tentes de cuire ton premier poulet. Même à 28 ans, il n’y a rien qui remplace une mère.

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Feminism is Not a Dirty Word By

During my 3rd year at Concordia University I took a course in feature writing. By the end of term each student was expected to hand in a full-length feature on a subject of their choice. I still don’t know what possessed me at the time, but I didn’t end up writing a feature. Instead, I produced a 2000 word rant detailing my frustration with misunderstandings and false stereotypes surrounding the word “feminism”.

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