PEREGRINE PULP

Here's a question: Who are toilets for? No, seriously. Toilets are something I very rarely hear anyone talking (or, more appropriately,...

In recent weeks I've come across many public declarations (in person, on the news, and on social media) claiming “no refugee has ever...

"You're not like the other boys", a voice said from over my left shoulder. That had to be the cheesiest pickup line ever, I thought as I...

I wish you could see what I'm seeing. I've now had three friends, in three very different situations, living in three different...

In August 2016 I shipped my belongings from Ontario to Alberta on Greyhound. The shipment was in two parts with two separate tracking...

At 37 I've watched many acquaintances and friends and much of my family die. I feel like I've seen the gamut, and in everyone from the...

It was July 29, 2016 when I came across an amazing article written by Carl Zimmer, my favourite science writer. The piece, titled...

And so it was, the year of their Lord, two-thousand-six-teen. And there was a Queen, with a large jaw, and a Duke, with a pale-face,...

Hamilton, Ontario. June 28, 2015. It's Sunday. Early. Summer warmth, richly saturated light, and the Carolinian morning chorus fill the...

“Do you often wish to be alone?” I knew I should make eye contact in this setting but, as ever, didn't. “Often,” I admitted. She went on....