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OPENING

Brian Campbell

The art on the walls is unremarkable
so you let the conversation flow
with yet again, “It must be wonderful,”
until again, “I really must go.”
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STALEMATE

Alisa Gordaneer

How can I hunger for this? Even the bread grows hollow, yeast over-risen,
bubbling into empty spaces. No food assembles here. [Read more...]

Sundays with the Pastor Gone, My Father Gave the Sermon

Emily Grise

I couldn’t bear to watch him but couldn’t
not listen, so I’d squint at the gold cross
above the altar so hard its light splintered
across my eye. [Read more...]

Predators

Emily Paskevics

I dream that my legs
are covered in hair, dark
and coarse as a bear’s. [Read more...]

Physics

Gillian Sze

No mail in a week and I am certain I don’t exist.
Loneliness, once the enemy,
has since become acceptance.
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Flag

Tom Wayman

Scraps of her conversation
drift near the ceiling

of the rooms of my house:
torn-away phrases

buoyant now she has left
rest briefly at the top of the walls [Read more...]

WINTER GARDEN POEMS: THE RESISTANCE

Tom Wayman

I remember those districts lashed with rain
through three Vancouver seasons: our modest houses
or three-storey walk-ups stuccoed
or wooden-sided, a drenched tricycle
toppled over on the small wet lawn,
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Crow/Snow: A Winter Vision

Changming Yuan

Like billions of dark butterflies
Beating their wings
Against nightmares [Read more...]