Issue 46: Summer 2019

Fiction.

Why did Rhiannon leave her successful musician boyfriend Stuart, change her name to Beth, and move to a town near where she grew up, only to arrive on the doorstep of Allan, her former best friend who was beginning to develop a crush on her when she originally left the area, aged thirteen?.

by Nick Lord Lancaster

  1. She realized she didn’t love Stuart anymore. (She was never any good at conflict and decided that running away and changing her name without explanation was the easiest way to deal with things.) 2. She slept with somebody else (a friend of Stuart/band member/family member) and the relationship collapsed. 7. Stuart slept with somebody else (a friend of hers/band member/family member) and the relationship collapsed. 8. Stuart didn’t sleep with somebody else, but she thought he had, realized she didn’t trust him and therefore didn’t truly love him, and the relationship collapsed. 12. She woke up one day, realized she was bored and directionless, and ran away. 15. She thought Stuart was too controlling and trying to change her too much, so she escaped… 21. While trying to track down old friends, she obtained the phone number of Allan’s apartment. Her call was …

Sex With Andre.

by Daniel Felsenthal

  1. See Andre. Hanging neck, colourless lips, grey hair. See: he is attractive, compared to other men his age, isn’t he? 2. When he wakes on Saturd...

The Cannibal History.

by Ethan Cade Varnado

or, Fat and Ash   On the morning of December 18th, the residents of Fallview, Oregon (not 30 minutes south of Portland) woke to find their home...

Poetry.

Two Poems.

by Hoa Nguyen

VIETNAMESE SUPERNATURALISM NOTES: DIVINE MOTHER Bring moon-infused water silt-ways     silt mouth slit open     cleanse with smoke Lady of the Realm Lady Queen of the Region is “hearer of the world’s cries” also The Holy Mother Black Lady Dark Lady soot face She can be understood in her multi- lateral function       mediates spirits to free you from your harm     not in the act of being harmed but the after (to free you from your harm) Acknowledge sorrow     blue shock of her running away Sooty faces as the feminized Shiva Her bivalency attests to her power to rescue those suffering and in peril Her animals: Snakes Amphibians Owl           ‘wh. takes night for day’ Bat           ‘half bird   half mammal’ Rooster who oracles the day WHY THIS HAUNTED MIDDLE AND DOOR HUNG WITH HAUNTED …

Braid.

by Brandi Bird

My grandma never had her hair cut by nuns or Indian agents— she chooses a tight perm now, bald spots from where she tugs on it when she’s drun...

To a chronically pained body.

by Dominik Parisien

  You modern Ovid, you are the tales & the teller. Pain made metaphor is pain made real. Reality seldom allows for it without language. &am...

KYLE..

by Lyrik Courtney

  the boy with hands like catcher’s mitts faces two whole blunts before he has the courage to surrender to me. straddling a backward chair, he ...

What Is A Human Possibility?.

by Billy-Ray Belcourt

  The body is a riddle and bones comprise a kind of orthography, says the linguist to his mother. A mother is a library seconds before the torn...

Nostalgia Man Rises.

by Jacob McArthur Mooney

  We waded in the desert, or programmed our remotes. We ate spiceless food and shopped for cultures. Whole complements of firms competed for ou...

Fifteen Ways of Saying Hunger.

by Sneha Subramanian Kanta

The birds have flown south. Gardenias blooming in the sky. The city roars in my palm with its leafless branches. Wounds stitched into the synapses o...

The species is named.

by Kabel Mishka Ligot

  Nearly all lines in this poem are lifted from the translated Flora de Filipinas, a botanical guide to Filipino native flora published in seve...

Aposematism.

by Helen Robertson

  I have neither poison nor venom And fight or flight becomes false dichotomy When your choice is always the same. I’ll wrap myself in Batesian...

Happy for a time.

by Molly Cross-Blanchard

If I shave my head I’ll learn who my real friends are. I look and look at my eyebrows but never know for sure where to pluck. I tell my reflection D...

Essays.

A man of few words.

by Megan Cole

At some point I stopped hearing it; it was absorbed into the constant hum of the mill in our small coastal town. The songs, the voices, the guitar r...

Interviews.

“I’m a Magpie”: In Conversation with Ho Che Anderson.

by Nehal El-Hadi

I first came across Ho Che Anderson’s work in The Beguiling in Toronto in 2008. I was escaping the weather or I was killing time or I have never needed an excuse to dip into a comic bookstore. I was flipping through the rows of comics when I pulled out a copy of I Want To Be Your Dog, which caught my attention because of The Stooges reference. What kept my attention was the story: I had never come across anything like that, before or since. I Want To Be Your Dog is a short series published by Fantagraphics in 1996, and the plot looks at the interplay within and between S&M relationships in the Black Canadian community in Toronto. I started looking for Anderson’s work, and at another comic book store I found Scream Queen. By then, I was caught up with Anderson’s publications, …

Reviews.

A Review of Ali Blythe’s Hymnswitch.

by Stewart Cole

Ali Blythe’s second collection opens with a string of three longer poems, each unfolding over several pages, each remarkable for its precision of image and tone, and each inspiring in this reader a sense of care not only for its voice and the being behind it—who takes vivid shape across these opening pages as a person possessed of (and perhaps freighted with) an unusual thoughtfulness—but for the evolving text itself, in all its vulnerable intricacy. In tracing the course of these poems, it is as though one is witnessing a house of cards take shape in thin air, quietly marvelling at how little fear one feels that it will fall. The opening of the first poem, “Waking in the Preceding,” embodies some of the collection’s signal aesthetic gestures: Hello, My Forever Ago, don’t worry, you won’t be reading this much longer. You will have already …