We started DNA with the hopes of helping promote Celebration and Advocacy in our community. I recently finished Shayda Kafai’s book Crip Kinship and a

You can find a full transcript of Rain’s writing below the scans of their writing. TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide It was July, 2022.  Over the past

I’m in the make-up aisle at Shopper’s Drugmart with my eleven-year-old daughter.  We just ran a bunch of boring errands, and I promised her she

When people who don’t have a medical condition that is killing them go to someone for help, they’re typically not wanting to die. They want

Happy Friday Friends I wanted to take a minute to share this letter that I had the opportunity to send yesterday. I think it’s important because in

This memoir essay was published as a zine in November 2022. You enjoy it and feel you would like to support the author, you can

It’s been a week!Today I completed my first Rehabilitation course, which essentially teaches you all about your Spinal Cord Injury. It’s been 8 weeks since

I am trying to adapt magazine format principles in online posts to present my poems. Some people will understand all or or most of this,

The following happened roughly ten years ago. I was rather solidly in the middle of an era of disassociating from my disability, and must say

Hi. I speak in paragraphs (and sometimes with footnotes lol) and I tend to post paragraphs as well. You might understand my graphic poem better

ANYONE ELSE GETOVERWHELMED AT THEDOCTOR’S OFFICE WHEN IT’S A TINY WAITING ROOM AND YOU HAD TO STAND FOR 10+ MINUTES WAITING FOR THE RECEPTIONIST AND

This memoir essay was published as a zine in March 2023. You enjoy it and feel you would like to support the author, you can

Growing up I’ve always felt a little weird. A little off. I had something that was different about me that others could certainly see, which

I regularly get my physical pain blamed on mental illness by care providers. I’ve been denied care I didn’t even ask for because of this.

Prologue: I wrote this piece shortly after the event transpired in late August 2021. I was still quite raw about what had happened, and struggled

This watercolour is called “Violet Moon Base”, which was a phase I was in during the 20 months of mask mandates from 2020-2022. As my