Sometimes, You Have To Look For What’s Not There: Volunteers and Immigrants Especially, Are What Make This City So Beautiful

Surrey – The “Vibrant Surrey,” Is Green, And Gray, With A Giant Gun, Pointed At God In The Fucking Center Of The City. Please Stop Telling Me How Immigrants Are The Problem. When I first got to Surrey, one of the things that I first noticed was a group of kids called Surrey Crew. I didn’t know who they were but they were filled with … Continue reading Sometimes, You Have To Look For What’s Not There: Volunteers and Immigrants Especially, Are What Make This City So Beautiful

Being Brave Does Me Absolutely No Good, If I Can’t Feed Myself and My Family

If Your Time Was Running Out And You Knew It, What Would You Do To Save The Lives Of The People You Love the Most? Would You Waste Time With Lies? Or Would You Risk It All To Tell The Truth? I don’t talk about the last night I was raped – in detail often – I’ve told a collection of people what happened so … Continue reading Being Brave Does Me Absolutely No Good, If I Can’t Feed Myself and My Family

781 Blog Posts

It seems strange to be celebrating such an odd number of blog posts. I mean it’s not 1000, it’s not 500….it’s Seven Hundred and Eighty-One. The WORLD was such a DIFFERENT place when I was GROWING up. Now I’m GROWN, and I don’t KNOW where I FIT. I’m ONE in EIGHT billion…All of us are SCARED. – Devon J Hall When I was growing up, … Continue reading 781 Blog Posts

Loyalty Doesn’t Mean That You Get To Treat Me Like Garbage And Get Away With It

I’ve been thinking about this whole “Devon’s a rat,” bullshit lie that’s been going around town for the last eight to ten years and honestly? It makes me laugh. Keep calling me a rat because EVERY SINGLE TIME you call me a rat what you’re really saying is “she’s smarter than me, she escaped the clutches of a cult, and a gang, without ever shooting … Continue reading Loyalty Doesn’t Mean That You Get To Treat Me Like Garbage And Get Away With It

Be Careful What You Wish For: “I Want To Be A Writer When I Grow Up” Hah. Hah. Ha…ha.

Okay so I’ve been writing a lot about trauma lately, and that’s been really stressful for me to write about, so today on Tuesday June 13th, I want to do something different, because I’ve recently discovered that I am actually quite bored with trauma. Yeah I said that shit, and I said it because I realized that I’ve spent four fucking years dissecting, and being … Continue reading Be Careful What You Wish For: “I Want To Be A Writer When I Grow Up” Hah. Hah. Ha…ha.