I have rubbed, knocked and brushed up against a thousand windows, trying to get an image.
It's a funny thing about life, once you begin to take note of the things you are grateful for, you begin to lose sight of the things that you lack.
When my father was 17, he went to Montreal and found these submarine sandwich shops that were really successful, and weren't in Toronto [his home town]. So he went to my grandparents and said: "Look,...
I am a world of uncertainties disguised as a girl.
The best part of traveling is finding yourself.
Today words curve around my vision,Stumbling from my parched coreTo soak again those strands of silence.