Issue 47: Fall 2019

Thomas Morton Prize: Fiction Winner

Winner: Man and His World by Ben Ladouceur

Runner Up: The Kids by Bruce Meyer

Thomas Morton Prize: Poetry Winner

Winner: You Were Found in the Belly of a Deer Once by Chelsea Dingman

Runner Up: Red-Shafted Northern Flicker by Susan McCaslin

Fiction

My Mother Was a Girl Teen in the 1970s by Grace Alvino

Quilombo by Georgina Beaty

Miss Mango’s House by Jaclyn Desforges

Beyond Repair by M Lynx Qualey

Poetry

Two Poems by Tanis Franco

Game Show by Jane Eaton Hamilton

Arrow by Jake Byrne

Odourless poem by Khashayar Mohammadi

Parallel Advances by Trish Salah

Interlude, a Relapse, Coming to Know by Phoebe Wang

Transactive Memory by Shaun Robinson

Structure by Caroline Szpak

Essays

Who Could Have Lived by Erin Soros

finding safety by francesca ekwuyasi

Interviews

“I Give the Muse Office Hours”: An Interview with Barry Dempster by Maureen Scott Harris and Maureen Hynes

“Thinking outside the coffin”: An Interview with Dr. Dorisa Costello about the good, the bad, and the endlessly transformative creatures of the night by Julija Kalvelytė

Reviews

“the rougarou kept the community in its circle”: Review of Cherie Dimaline’s Empire of Wild by Tavleen Purewal

The Terrifying Self-Awareness of the Siren: A Review of All Day I Dream About Sirens by Domenica Martinello by Sonnet L’Abbé

Review of Larissa Lai’s The Tiger Flu and Amber Dawn’s Sodom Road Exit by Emilie Kneifel

Runner Up: Red-Shafted Northern Flicker

by Susan McCaslin

Susan McCaslin has published fifteen volumes of poetry including her most recent, Into the Open: Poems New and Selected (Inanna, 2017). She recently published a volume of creative non-fiction with fellow poet J.S. Porter, Superabundantly Alive: Thomas Merton’s Dance with the Feminine (Wood Lake, 2018). Susan lives near Fort Langley, BC, where northern flickers are frequent backyard visitors.

earth flings
vowels of surprise

through my throat
at a wing’s flicker

tree-percussion
too is my song –

wika-wika
flick, flick

red-wing shafts
black-barred

kyeer kyeer

hear

here
here

CITATION FROM SOUVANKHAM THAMMAVONGSA

I liked the sounds in this poem. I like the way it trusts language to be its own sound. It doesn’t matter if we’ve ever seen a living creature because the sound of one is proof, and enough.


Susan McCaslin has published fifteen volumes of poetry including her most recent, Into the Open: Poems New and Selected (Inanna, 2017). She recently published a volume of creative non-fiction with fellow poet J.S. Porter, Superabundantly Alive: Thomas Merton’s Dance with the Feminine (Wood Lake, 2018). Susan lives near Fort Langley, BC, where northern flickers are frequent backyard visitors.

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