Pastor Frank has a big voice that thunders through my veins long after I’ve left St. Stevens of the Fields Church. Long after the Sunday linens are ironed and the table set. Long after the final lemon is squeezed for Granmere’s lemonade. The paper cut I got Friday doing my latest collage is Read more…
I can’t remember his name but he seems familiar somehow. Vaguely familiar. Everything is vague these days. In truth, it’s been that way for some time. The memory has always been sketchy, except for poetry, I can still recite the Sonnets and pages upon pages of Dickenson and Donne. But Read more…
There’s this internet meme of kids giving the meaning of love and this one kid says it’s the way someone says your name, the way your name is in their mouth or some stupid shit like that. My ‘sister’ sent it to me, the quote is basically the equivalent of a Read more…
“Wow.” “I know right?” Candace does one of those hip bouncing side to side pirouettes, her hands flipped out like a tutu. “Did they lighten your brows too?” “Duh of course” she says. She gives me a sharp smile flashing her recently straightened, newly whitened teeth. I’m trying to reconcile Read more…
We’re about to get expelled and it’s going to be on Mikal. Principal Eggerton sniffed out the weak link as soon as we settled into the surplus cafeteria chairs facing his office. I watch him watching us through the glass door to his office, as if we’re in a precinct lineup. Read more…
I can’t believe he didn’t warn me. I mean WTF? A forty minute train ride and not a mention? All I can do is keep smiling the now stale smile that’s a little two wide to sustain. This moment will forever be referenced as the time Max betrayed me just Read more…
It was an old trick. Stephen had been using it for years – ever since he moved to the city. He wasn’t the first person to reinvent himself and all those years of high school French finally had a purpose. Ignorance is a great defence when presented in the context Read more…
He’s walking right to me. He walks with the springy gait and stiff shoulders of a resident gym rat, huge negative space between his bowed thighs and his arms sit well away from his torso. The subway platform isn’t crowded at this time of day but he’s not stopping at any Read more…