Issue 4 Interview Series: Sharlene Allsopp

Our founding editor, Svetlana Sterlin (SS), spoke to our Issue 4 poet, Sharlene Allsopp (AS), about her venture into poetry with ‘After Flanders Fields [No Man’s Land]’. SS: Our collaboration came about when I reached out to you about performing a poetry set at a special Volta event earlier this year. Can you walk readersContinue reading “Issue 4 Interview Series: Sharlene Allsopp”

Issue 4 Interview Series: Dave Clark

Our founding editor, Svetlana Sterlin (SS), had a chat with Issue 4 fiction contributor, Dave Clark (DC, pictured below). If you haven’t already, check out his short story, ‘Contractual at First Sight’ before diving into some spoilers revealed below. SS: Your story, ‘Contractual at First Sight’, is centred around a group of characters who haveContinue reading “Issue 4 Interview Series: Dave Clark”

Issue 4 Interview Series: Milla Fargo

Our founding editor, Svetlana Sterlin (SS), spoke to Issue 4 contributor Milla Fargo (MF, pictured below) about her writing process, literary influences, and creative non-fiction piece, ‘New West, Approximately’. SS: I noticed right away that your piece, ‘New West, Approximately’, has a very particular tone and mood and draws on the work of some prominentContinue reading “Issue 4 Interview Series: Milla Fargo”

Megan Cartwright

Phantom/Pantoum  I lurch toward the bathroom, gelatinous,  dissolve into stark white ceramic.   The clot slides from my body; an unlikely plop.  I wonder if I am dying.   Dissolve into stark white ceramic  with the crack of skull, a slap of skin on tile.   I wonder if I am dying, floating  borderless, an unanswered question.   The crack of skull, a slap of skin on tile.  My face pale asContinue reading “Megan Cartwright”

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”

Clara Burghelea

Dallas, TX The city delivered secrets, gray squirrels crying at wee hours, velvet sun caught in between eyelids while listening to the thump of lovers above you, a slow erosion of thoughts, beheaded gods floating in coffee cups, weird stories gained at the laundromat, wearing grief sweaters to grey campus rooms, the promise of waterContinue reading “Clara Burghelea”

Ellie Fisher

double exposure slick rot. past selves shedding, congealing—discarded, soul heavy. i feel ill; past mistakes. unbrushed teeth. my face feels as if it is detaching itself from my skull / i saw someone today i once loved. something is splitting. i am peeling the past from my heart, revealing the core; a wound. refraction ofContinue reading “Ellie Fisher”