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Sadie McCarney
Dispatches

Christmas in Lothlórien

Sadie McCarney

It was a gruesome war, Santa added in Papyrus font, but the forces of Good eventually emerged victorious

H.R. Straw
Living La Vie Française

Review of "Happening", "The Years", and "A Girl's Story" by Annie Ernaux

Geoff Inverarity
A Familiar Grief

Review of "Bridestones" by Miranda Pearson

Liam MacPhail
Memories of Two Boyhoods

Review of "Memories Look at Me" by Tomas Tranströmer

Peggy Thompson
Opioids and Other Demons

Review of "Demon Copperhead" by Barbara Kingsolver

Madeleine Pelletier
Dummies Raising Goats

Time to call a professional

Kris Rothstein
An Ordinary Life?

Review of "There Was a Time for Everything" by Judith Friedland

fiction

fICTION
Rita Simonetta

Thus Spoke Nietzsche

Rita Simonetta

I put the book back, but within moments it hurtles off the shelf again and lands on the coffee table, open to a passage I highlighted decades ago: “Become who you are!”

Paul Dhillon
Short Stories
Severance

I had screwed up in making us blood brothers. Outside of basketball, we were different

Kate Cayley
Short Stories
Monsters

 The vines were biding their time, full of life force that did not care about her or how sorry she was

Angélique Lalonde
Short Stories
Lady with the Big Head Chronicle

I am wholly unimportant—just a witness to her shapeshifting, possessed of a voice that can be compelled into song by the land’s unfolding

David Huebert
The Business of Salvation

I watch the lights slip and slur on the headpond and think down, toward the dam, the embankment and the long drop of the spillway where the water rests, whirled and stunned

Toby Sharpe
Satellite

I don’t know where a person can go when they disappear, apart from underwater.

CHARLES BROWN
Things That Scatter

Half a breath is all it takes, in or out.

poetry

Conor Kerr
Poetry

Buffalo Pound Boys

Conor Kerr

All I got is sunrises

Nofel
In Arabic

Arabic would’ve never been were it not for our eyes

Em Dial
Emetophobia

bonding our sneakers / together through a fluid / no longer hers but shared

EVELYN LAU
End Times

Distance blurred detail, so all that was visible / in the mysterious vapour were armloads of sparkle / he hauled as if from the sea

JADE WALLACE
Drinking Game with Ghosts

I have never been hit by a car / that I could not see coming.

Jane Shi
Knot after knot of tomorrow

Two poems by Jane Shi

Owen Torrey
Short Talk on Summer Ending

... You and I / tried. We tried walking down a street once in fall. / It was night, half light, we found ourselves finding / ...

photography

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Zinnia Naqvi
Dear Nani

Gender performance and colonial mimicry through the family archive

Leanne Dunic
On Lake Saiko

At the edge of Japan's super natural forest

TANVI BHATIA
Close Range

The Photography of Ronnie Tessler.

MICHEL HUNEAULT
With a View

Border photography along the 49th parallel.

SYLVIA TRAN
To Belong

"Every time we visit my great-grandma's grave, we close our eyes and follow her footsteps across the sea, and back again."

CHRISTINE HAGEMOEN
Latency

Photos of Vancouver Chinatown taken in 1956 by a mystery photographer and developed 50 years later.

comics

Onjana Yawnghwe
Comics

Long Lost Lido

Onjana Yawnghwe

How could this story, which loomed so large in my world, be lost to history? 

RJ McDaniel
Petrine

I made a plan to get out

Yoko Oji Kikuchi
Yoko's Adventures in Vancouver

A map in two tiny epochs

Eleanor Panno
The Broch

"Every month or so, my mom sends me a picture from a trip we took together."

Luca Cara Seccafien
She Came In Through the Window

After the neighbour moved to Europe, Lumpy moved in full time.

Emily Chou
My Dad's Brother

(Or What Does Drowning Look Like).

Debra Rooney
Weird Jobs

Who puts those little stickers on the apples in the grocery store?