Head Over Flats

Introduction

Embarrassingly enough, I fall in love a lot. Love slaps me in the face unexpectedly on sleepy afternoons, it hides like my car keys when I’m in a hurry. Love also fades and falls apart, it gets quashed, it can be unrequited or wholly unreasonable.

For me, the best part of love is that first moment: the spark, the revelation that love is there and I can feel it. Everything that comes after is just life, but that moment is something more. It is connection. Read more...


Alistair

I fell in love with Alistair on a Friday. I’d known him for years; there subsisted an easy affection between us, almost familial in its simplicity and comfort. When we first met, Alistair was an adorably feckless charmer with easy grace, a slight accent, and eyes the colour of a glacier-fed river. Read more...


Andrew

I fell in love with Andrew on a Sunday afternoon. A small group of resident students were in an atrium on campus at the University. I was perched on the edge of a sofa, quietly reading and half-listening to the people around me. Read more...


Timothy

I fell in love with Timothy very early on a Sunday morning. He was sleeping at the time. I know that could be construed as creepy. It's not as though I was watching him through high-powered night vision binoculars from a nearby tree. (That would be creepy.) Read more...


Saarik

I fell in love with Saarik on a Tuesday. I wasn't alone in this. If there was anyone within earshot of him what was not-even momentarily-smitten, they have no soul. Read more...


Guest Contribution: Emily Statler
Dr Ngo

I fell in love with Dr Ngo on a harried Tuesday afternoon. It was one of those whirlwind romances you read about, just the two of us and an emergency room full of people. Read more...


Andrew 2

I fell in love with Andrew again late one Friday evening. It had been two years since I first fell for him, and I think for the most part I'd managed to get past it. Where that initial spark had been, there was now a deeply seeded mutual respect and (for me, at least) a slow-burning sort of attraction. Read more...


Guy

I fell in love with Guy on a very mild wintery Wednesday afternoon. I was walking to the bank and listening to music. The sun was shining and a Chinook (warm wind off the mountains that melts all the snow and gives us nicer weather for a few days in the middle of an otherwise miserable winter) was blowing in from the West. Read more...


Phil

I fell in love with Phil quite gradually, so it was difficult to pinpoint the moment when affection transitioned into love. Funnily enough, I think the Head Over Flats moment for me happened during an argument. Read more...


Marcus

I fell in love with Marcus first thing in the morning on a muggy Thursday when it was much too late.

That morning, I woke up on the cot in Emily’s living room. I was in the process of moving cross-country and was crashing with her in the three day interim between giving up my apartment and catching a cheap flight out East. My entire life-it seemed-was packed into two oversized bags on the floor beside the cot. Read more...


Benjamin

I fell in love with Benjamin in the first grade. He was a pale, quiet boy with dark hair and light eyes. He rode the bus to school, which I suppose made him exotic. Everyone I knew walked to school. This is probably because 'everyone I knew' consisted of the children who lived on my block and comprised most of my class. Read more...