Crash by J.G. Ballard 8 min in Parkdale, TO The Englishman was being a twat. Madhu loved the word ‘twat’, it was a perfect marriage of sound and meaning. Madhu could tell the Englishman was lying to his wife. In his five years driving cab he had learned a Read more…
Suite Francaise by Irene Nemirovsky 8 min @ Sorauren Parkette for Sonia H. Someone told me that the little orbs of light in photos means a spirit was present when the photo was taken. I took a photo of a cemetery at night just to see how many orbs came out. Read more…
1000 Places To See Before You Die by Patricia Schultz 8 min @ Sorauren parkette There was something untethered about Ruth. She never seemed fully present. Angella said it was because of her one off-centered eye. She had those eyes that you never knew which one to look into so you just Read more…
The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion 8 min @ Hub Coffeehouse It was a bad version of a Monty Python skit. Shit kept going wrong and Cam kept insisting he was fine. He was turning the corner, not to worry. It was a long-ass corner, a never-ending bend. But Read more…
As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner 8 min @ Mercury Espresso “Savour your moments.” His whisper is hot in her ear. The mercury sits at thirty three celsius. She’s no good with numbers but she knows it’s ‘hella hot’. She’s locked in his gaze but her focus is tracking Read more…
She’d sworn, no gun play ever. She made the promise the minute the technician deciphered the ultrasound image. Betts knew she had zero jurisdiction in the playground or the neighbors’ backyard but she had absolute powers at 52 Meadowbrook. It was a dictatorship- no guns, toys or otherwise. She reminded Read more…
Memory of a Face I Once Saw from My World by Bari Huie 8 min in Markham, ON She felt his eyes on her, but she kept hers lowered. Aimee didn’t want to break the connection, she knew if she looked up he’d disappear behind the stack of books at the counter. The Read more…
The Sentimentalists by Johanna Skibsrud 8 min @ Wychwood Public Library It took Hannah longer than she’d anticipated to navigate the purchase of a one-way ticket. The French don’t say ‘one way’, they say ‘unique sense’. They surely were a peculiar lot, but she liked that ‘ticket window’ had it’s Read more…