karen lee white 

Father’s Day I read through posts on Facebook and view endearing photos of dads with their kids. I don’t think I have one photograph of me with my father. There are group photographs, but nothing of the two of us. I wouldn’t want one. I do have his paintings hanging in my bedroom. I wondered yesterday why. We had a troubled relationship. He would have been jailed for things he did. We didn’t know to tell. Those things aren’t the story. The legacy is. So why, Karen, I as

If there was a fire at my place, I would grab my underwear first. The reason being that it is expensive, and also like most people, my important documents are filed there within. What is it about underwear drawers? The rich apparently have safes. We have ‘the drawers drawer’. Why underwear drawers among the over 26 drawers in my room? It is the humblest of all garments. Why not the bra drawer? Bras are far more expensive, in fact, per square inch, the most expensive ga

I try to be courageous. The other night I had the honor of reading for an Indigenous Writer's Gathering at the Victoria Native Friendship Centre. The Honorable Lt. Governor of British Columbia was in attendance. I had chosen a piece called 'Queen Elizabeth Goes to the Elk's Hall Bingo', about her ditching a formal event to visit the Tlingit/Tagish folks at the bingo hall. It is less about the Queen being human and more about how the Tlingit/Tagish people would treat her, b