ISSUE 8

Fiction.

How PF Met His Wife Sandra Beck.

by John Lavery

It was October, early evening. Dark, pouring. Outside the heavy wooden side door of Saint Peter’s Church stood, hesitantly, Paul-François Bastarache...

An Old Story: In Five Parts.

by John Goldbach

I. An old story: disappointments in love, debts unpaid, a series of lousy apartments, a series of lousy jobs, betrayals, some rancor, some sickness,...

How I Want You.

by Eva Moran

I visited this friend of mine, Mayler, down in Florida. Mayler and me, we’re just friends. But not really really. He wants me. And I used to want hi...

Isn’t It Pretty to Think So.

by Michael Bryson

Girl Dynamo stood five foot ten at thirteen. After that she grew one inch more. I heard this and other stories about her many years later. Through h...

Time™.

by Sarah Dearing

On the occasion of his retirement, an avalanche of time threatened to suffocate Nestor Biggs. He’d carefully saved it up, unit by precious unit, wit...

now.here.nowhere.

by Michael Blouin

(“now. here. nowhere.” is an excerpt from Blouin’s third novel, which traces the stories of Walter and Renata, brother (living) and sister (deceased...

If This.

by Rebecca Rosenblum

She liked to see him, didn’t know why, just did. She’d look across the street and see him and smile with no thought in her head. His eyes so deep an...

Poetry.

Two Poems.

by Angela Hibbs

MOVIE OF YOU In my movie of you, you speak less Eye contact makes itself literal You look at me more and let me digress Edgewise, where my words get...

Emily.

by Nathaniel G. Moore

directed by Geoffrey Pigeon 1. It’s Canadian Music Week. Sound bite: “It is very relevant in Canada today.” Visuals, in CHALKBOARD jagged fonts: “An...

Three Poems.

by Andrew Faulkner

UNTITLED The unacknowledged legislators of this evening’s meal insist that we acknowledge our sources in the grandest of style. They insist that whe...