boat

a boat sits
safely moored
in the shelter
of protected bay
comfortable
with familiarity
of a scenery
that remains the same
and it suspects
this is joy
this is happiness
this,
this,
this is what is
meant to be

until a storm
tears it free
and sends it sailing
to the wide open sea
away from land
away from the hand
that held it by the wheel
and lost in the waves
it looked ahead
to a new horizon
and thought
these are greater arms
that hold me now
than have ever
held me before

Do not tolerate intolerance

“A society that tolerates intolerant ideologies (like fascism or hate speech) risks enabling them to gain power and eliminate the tolerance of others.” – Popper

Translation: If you are going to be a hateful, fascist, homophobic, idiot… In the name of tolerance you will not be tolerated. If you can’t understand the logic of that, read a book.

Honest

This honest space

That surrounds

Leaving me

Alone with myself

Listening to Lord Wind

Singing from the west

With cool comfort tones

Daring me to speak truth

In a world

Filled with its absence;

What a rebellious act

Of outrageous courage

For a coward to consider

As the day wanes

And cool night sneaks in

To give us cover from ourselves

pulled

we are being pulled into the earth
that’s the feeling that presses
like a lead strait jacket wrapped
tight and tied in knots around our waists
this is how things are bound to happen
when you’re born at 10,000 feet
and plummet to ground like a whale
or an unaware but joyful potted petunia

we are blazing meteors
falling like lightning from heaven
to the darker kingdom
where we would rather rule
than serve anywhere else
happy little demons
whose wings have been broken
tumbling and freewheeling
into darkness

Lost

Sitting at work on a Sunday

Hiding from god and family

Waiting on the world

To either end or begin

This is the life of abandonment

This is the life of darkness;

But crying into the void

Means no one hears you

And I would reach out

If i knew you’d take my hand

But you’d rather drown yourself

And you’d rather drown me

What a terrible, terrible place

We’ve found ourselves in

Winkler Pride: Afterward

Despite the passive aggressive and just plain aggressive social media posts concerning Winkler Pride and all things Pride the event was a wondrous, joyous success.

Hundreds of people turned up in support of Winkler’s Pride community.

Winkler Pride

Pride is an important event for the 2SLGBTQI+ community. It’s a diverse and loving group of people who are our neighbours, friends, co-workers, staff, and family.

From time immemorial people within this community have had to hide their existence for fear of reprisal, bullying, and even death.

In 2026 there are 11 countries that retain the death penalty for same sex activity – Afghanistan, Brunei, Iran, Mauritania, Nigeria, Pakistan, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, Somalia, United Arab Emirates, and Yemen.

According to the International Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Trans and Intersex Association (ILGA), at least 64 to 67 countries globally criminalize same-sex relations.

Death and prison simply for being who you have always been; simply for wanting to be loved like any human. How does one live their lives under such horror on a daily basis? Many can’t. Here’s some quick web research:

LGBTQ individuals are 2 to 4 times more likely to experience suicidal thoughts and attempts than their heterosexual and cisgender peers, with disparities driven by minority stressors such as discrimination, bullying, and family rejection rather than inherent traits. 

Bisexual individuals face the highest risk, followed by gay and lesbian individuals, with women in these groups often showing greater disparity relative to heterosexual women than men do relative to heterosexual men. 

Protective Factors: LGBTQ youth living in accepting communities attempt suicide at less than a third the rate of those in unaccepting communities, and those accepted by their families are significantly less likely to attempt suicide than those who face rejection.

Youth Statistics: LGBTQ youth are four times more likely to attempt suicide than straight peers; recent surveys indicate 36% seriously considered suicide and 10% attempted it in the past year. 

Adult Disparities: In large population-based studies, the incidence rate of suicide-related behaviors was 5,911.9 per 100,000 for bisexual individuals, 664.7 for gay/lesbian individuals, and 224.7 for heterosexuals

Transgender Risks: Transgender and nonbinary youth are 2 to 2.5 times more likely to attempt suicide than cisgender LGBQ peers, with rates 5.87 times higher than the average for all teens. 

Intersectional Factors: Native/Indigenous LGBTQ youth report the highest attempt rates (23%), while Black transgender and nonbinary youth report 25% attempting suicide in the past year.”

Even here in Canada shame, oppression, mockery and out-right (or maybe alt-right) hate continue to plague the Pride community. This is why Pride events are necessary especially in communities where that hate and fear remain high.

In the Pembina Valley we have been fortunate to have an organization of committed, wonderful people organize local Pride events in communities like Morden (mine), Carman, and Altona. It makes a difference. This week the city of Morden unveiled a Pride bench at the civic centre that proclaims All are welcome here” over Pride flag colours. I don’t think this would have happened without Pembina Valley Pride.

Over the years one community has been absent from annual Pride events – the city of Winkler. There are many amazing people in Winkler however there is a strong and vocally anti-Pride portion that has made hosting Pride events a lot more frightening for organizers. Time was needed.

This year (tomorrow in fact) will be when the first ever Pride event will be held in Winkler.

Approximately 4.4% of the Canadian population aged 15 and older identifies as part of the 2SLGBTQ+ community.  This represents about 1.3 million Canadians, or roughly 1 in 20 people. 

Data from Statistics Canada (2019–2021) indicates that 10.5% of youth aged 15 to 24 identify as 2SLGBTQ+, a significantly higher share than any other age group.

The current estimated population of Winkler is nearly 17,000 people. That means there are 748 people in the city who identify as part of the Pride community, not to mention those who are still closeted out of fear. Additionally this means that as many as 1,785 people between the ages of 15-25 are part of the Pride community.

ASIDE: If you are a teacher or administrator in Winkler pay attention to that last statistic. Out of an estimated 4,300 students 452 identify as part of the Pride community. You have a responsibility to make sure these students are cared for, protected and have their needs met. Remember the suicide rates for Pride youth – acceptance is a huge factor in reducing that number…in keeping kids alive.

The point is that Winkler, despite the strong anti-Pride sentiments that run through the population, has a large and growing Pride community and tomorrow’s Pride event lets them know they are not invisible, they are not evil, they are loved and that there are people from all over the Pembina Valley and the province who will be coming out to make sure you know this…to make sure you know that you are not alone, that you have value.

This is why an event like Winkler Pride is so incredibly important. If you can be there please be there. You can find information on the event at https://www.pembinavalleypride.ca/ . Your presence will be meaningful and powerful!

A final note.

There have been absolutely horrible, hateful, mocking, comments on social media about all things Pride related in the Pembina Valley lately. Comments from people so emboldened they do not hide their identities and feel they can hate right out in the open and that their employers, customers, co-workers, friends and family will be fine with that. This is another reason for why the Pride event in Winkler (and all Pride events) are so critical to the well-being of the Pride community. Here is a small selection but I warn you – many are horrific.

G’night

Goodnight sweet prince

Parting is such sweet sorrow

Or some such sacharine drip

Of sentiments doomed to die

On the altar of convenient truths

That fail after the goal is achieved

And one can move on

To new and different things

For this is the way of things

Sunrise

Watching the sunrise

Over the tree tops

Of the eastern skies

As it spills forth gold

Across this 6 am world

Is supposed to be beautiful…

And it is a sight to behold

Beneath the newborn blue

But it’s also a reminder

Of an inability to sleep in

On a coveted Saturday morn

As the cat begs for food

And the brain whurs awake

Too early for its own good

So here we are on the balcony

Writing poetry

While watching psychopaths

Jogging in the cool air

Instead of dozing beneath sheets

Where I should be

happy

i used to guard against happy
don’t be too happy
i would tell myself
it might annoy people
keep the happy inside
until it cools like lava
forming a hard obsidian layer
beautiful
but
impenetrable
reflecting other’s feelings
back at them
like a deep, black mirror

these days
i take my emotions
as they are
the good
the bad
and the ugly
but especially the good
because why not
happy wells up
like an unpredictable geyser
and you have to capture it
you have to save it in bottles
to use later
or to give to the ones
who need it the most