“The Dance” (跳舞的人) Artwork by Kim Cai
“Haven” Photography by Brooke Cooney
“Frame” Photography by Konstantin Prodanovic “Glass”
About Our Contributors Alberto Cristoffanini Benavente is a Chilean writer, who has lived half of his short life in Vancouver, Canada. There, he came across spoken word and became involved with the techniques and philosophies of a poetry out loud. He has been involved in UBC Slam and the Vancouver Poetry Slam, published in Tandem
Crocodylia poem by Jason Fernando He sat heavily on the cushioned surface, eyes jittering out the window. Inside, a warm room, its low-lit scenery accented by the blue-cold glare emanating from beyond café windows, those moderating view-panes and embassies to the external. Outside, cool air shifted imperceptibly in convective motions, as visibly all was still
A Stasis in Motion: Wordsworth’s Poetics academic essay by Reuben Jentink William Wordsworth’s “The Complaint of a Forsaken Indian Woman” is “concerned with the variations” (Simpson xi) in perspectival positionality. For David Simpson, “it is the mind that sees, not the eye” (xi). The forsaken woman’s “perspectival” death-song is a dialectic between, on the one
The Possession fiction by Talia Varoglu He was sitting on the sidewalk. Slouched against a parking meter, inanimate, like the fingers of god had simply plucked him after the fall and deposited him here. He wore a torn flannel shirt under two mismatched jackets that lacked zippers; stockinged toes poked out of the crumbling mesh
The Enchanted Ball Gown: A Satire This work is now accessible only in the print edition, as per the author’s request. You can buy the print edition at our launch parties and ESA events, or send us a quick e-mail request.
Presage poem by Mo Lawrence I woke and wondered how to go about pronouncing presage. In this, I pronounced the wondering, but could not pronounce the presage. In this, presage was palimpsest: a Thing made Things in chord. Can the poem presage if I cannot not muck the meter? Yes: It can presage a decline.
I Pick You Up at the Airport poem by Sara Dueck You pop out at holidays, my birthday, In August stepping down to the tarmac. My air conditioning broke last month and Beads of wax run down Your face. Thirsty Trees line up. You look out the back windows. I told you You could have
Archetype-fetting childhood poem by Harry Chiu The songful-done wording was written at tower I flashpanned along the bluecooling brook. Sunflighting words wrung wistfully wide And all heady lightphrase hazeldown took. Spundance flew beyond bournebearing hamlet Birdsong like writwalk cantering home. I never flingfocused at washingdin shoreline Nor floatdraft away fromto springberry loam. Likedream
“Small, fierce, and restless eyes”: Stereotype and Hybridity in Thomas De Quincey’s Confessions of an English Opium-Eater academic essay by Kelly O’Connor “Thou hast the keys of Paradise, oh, just, subtle, and mighty opium!” exclaims Thomas De Quincey as he concludes the chapter on “The Pleasures of Opium” in Confessions of an English Opium-Eater (55).
Sitting on a Beach in Brazil I feel like the Congo Watching Conrad Finally Leave Forever fiction by Alberto Cristoffanini Benavente That year, Lou Morrison took the slam by storm. Nobody really knew where he’d come from; he just kinda showed up and won. Everyone referred to him by his first and last name. He
The Puddle poem by Sonja Cvoric
Love across a Long Table poem by Katie Selbee after Christopher Evans’ “Like a Sauna Choked with Incense” In my unmade mind my fingers perpetually pinch your jaw as if feeling for canine teeth. I am inspecting: considering you first from that angle and then this. With your unvarnished splintered skin you look like Shackleton,