Summer has arrived. Sweat gathers in my creases; long, hazy days bleed into hot nights. At the wine bar, with my best friend, we sip glasses of cold white wine and dip shreds of buttered bread into olive oil.
Category Archives: Creative Non-Fiction
Monique Nair
Let’s start with the waters of another lifetime.
Shafi Huq
The last two weeks have been overwhelming. And it’s only going to get worse.
Ariadne Will
In a While When I was little, I assumed Shoals Point—a volcanic shore a few miles from Sitka and close enough to kayak to—was Shoal’s Point, like Shoal was some dead man who liked to surf there or camp there. And maybe Shoal was like my father, in that sense—the way I imagine he mustContinue reading “Ariadne Will”
Milla Fargo
New West, Approximately Content warning: references to self-harm, racism, and violence. i I saw women laughing. When I looked back they were crying.—Unnamed document. New Westminster, Canada. 1:41 p.m. Monday afternoon. I remember now, sitting alone in the cafe booth, leaning against the glass of the northern wall behind me. I could feel myContinue reading “Milla Fargo”
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