About Our Contributors

About Our Contributors Steph Airth is a fourth-year English Honours student. She grew up in rainy and mountainous Maple Ridge, BC. Kai Ying Chieh is a fourth-year student graduating with her Honours in English and a Minor in Linguistics. She likes critical theory, linguistic trivia, novelty print fabric, and red bean milk tea with pearls.

“The Pharmakon and Narratives of Cultural Identity: Reading Derrida in Lowe” academic essay by Kai Ying Chieh

The Pharmakon and Narratives of Cultural Identity: Reading Derrida in Lowe academic essay by Kai Ying Chieh Lisa Lowe’s account of the relationship between the system of transnational capitalism and the intersecting subjective narratives of Asian immigrant and Asian American women labouring within this system works in a critical tradition that values plurality and ambiguity.

“Cicada” fiction by Rachel Kim

Cicada fiction by Rachel Kim It’s surprising how bright the sun is, even though the sky is barely visible through the tall buildings crowding the city. I’m squinting. The air is humid and hot and everything—from the soda bottles to the people—is sweating.Sung-Min and I are sitting under the shade of a skinny tree, sharing

“First World Problems: The Evolution, Ethics and Repurposing of a Cultural Meme” academic essay by Sierra Terhoch

First World Problems: The Evolution, Ethics and Repurposing of a Cultural Meme academic essay by Sierra Terhoch Internet memes can be described as “small units of culture” that are passed from “person to person by copying or imitation” (Shifman and Thelwall 2567). Often in the form of images, videos, or websites that are diffused to

““What a beautiful day for an Eschaton”: Game Logic and the Short-Circuit of Meaning” academic essay by Rob Patterson

  “What a beautiful day for an Eschaton”: Game Logic and the Short-Circuit of Meaning academic essay by Rob Patterson On a snow-filled Interdependence Day, the final foreseeable round of Enfield Tennis Academy’s homegrown game Eschaton is played. It is by far the most complicated and descriptively dense game within the text, which is notable

“14” poem by Haley Whishaw

  14 poem by Haley Whishaw It’s Sunday. It’s Sunday because through the window, past the half-bloom rhododendrons and before the forest filled with bee-eating birds, the car doors of the Baptists, or the Jehovah’s witnesses, or the Unitarians are slamming and popping like the rain that has crept across the white ceiling paint as