Sumiko Wilson February 13, 2019
(Illustration: Melissa Falconer)
When I waited for my Tinder date to reach, i acquired much deeper and much deeper into their social media marketing. Sitting during the club of a Toronto that is dimly-lit restaurant I swiped through their Facebook pictures to see a) if any one of their girlfriends had mysteriously died or vanished a la Joe Goldberg or b) if any one of them had been Black.
It was my first date since my very very first big breakup. (more…)