“I’m not getting vaccinated,” the LCBO cashier exclaims, as she rings in my two bottles of wine and four beers. Her name is “Karen,” even though that’s not what her nametag says. Karen, after all, is the universal North American gold standard for privilege and ignorance. It was my fault…

“We were blown away by your ideas! Welcome to the team!” The email reads from Generations in Film. Ecstatic is an understatement as I press my fingers to my keyboard and type “thank you so much” in the email chain. Setting a goal to get my writing out into the…

One of my favorite movies is James L. Brooks’ 2004 Spanglish. The movie follows Flor and her daughter Cristina as they emigrate from Mexico to the States. Landing a job working for the Clasky family, Flor and Cristina are thrust into an unknown world full of dysfunction, where a newly…