Kate MacDonald on a city without Menz and Mollyz: “So what queer space can we dream into existence now? Without holding back, how big do we dare to dream and how can we get there? I have no answers to these questions. But trust me, I am dreaming. I am playing loud music in my headphones. I am dancing like I am still there.”

Kate MacDonald writes a heartfelt reflection on how privilege doesn’t disappear in a pandemic, it amplifies. “A virus that has been linked directly to travel and exposure now needs a home to grow its roots of blames in. Of course that blame falls on the bodies of Black folks.”

Kate MacDonald writes about step parenting: In the beginning I did truly only sign up for one relationship. But I have operated through the lens of the next generation, truly here to kick ass. I love kids. I think they are the vibrancy and curiosity of community. I wasn’t fazed at the task. Little did I know what weight this would carry.

Kate MacDonald: In this very weird time of limiting our social gatherings, now more than ever, I have to sit with myself. How will we get to know the children and partners and family we are so lucky to be “stuck with”?