Soccer
after Victoria ChangSoccer–died doing what it loved sometime in March of 2016. It was always beautiful outside when Soccer was around, and when it was not as beautiful, Soccer would…
Avatars
I’m reading porcupines were considered to bemanifestations of the creative principle.That hares are the souls of grandmothers.How weasels can bring back life to the dead.And fireflies signify diligence.I’m lying here…
History of the Previously Loved
Things used to be one-of-a-kind. Things used to be formed by human hands. Someone sewed your shirt. Someone built your table. Someone crocheted your blanket, perhaps weaving the yarn beforehand.…
Other Universe: by Featured Artist Virginia Mallon
Artist's Statement:there is another universe out therea place of ancient and mysterious beingshovering in plain sightlook downit is there waiting for you to noticethe dramathe beautythe texture of colorhand printed…
Twice a Week for a Month and a Half
The sealife rescue centre was relocating so the cormorant came to live with me, on the fifth floor of my concrete block, above the recovering addicts. It wasn’t old, that…
One of Those Last Days • Fingal’s Cave
One of Those Last DaysOn the way to the meeting I mentioned that I’d be leaving soon. They said I wasn’t going anywhere: we had to discuss the new product…
Sisyphus
When the afternoon sun finally poked through the clouds, I escaped outside. Mam was scrubbing the floors and there was that buzz around her, her lips turned down like the…
Eva Embraces Psychosis
Alone in the dusk of grandmother’s foyer, gripping a sturdy redwood banister for support, Eva paused at the mirror braced against the wall of the stair’s first landing. In the…
Forever Cormorant
At a weathered wrought-iron table set on a pebbled beach near the water’s edge, surrounded by jagged rocks, sits a young girl at the centre of her own universe. The…
everyday deaths
those eyes are not the ones I know eyes I lock outside our bedroom door eyes with no memory logic agency I…