Affirmations by Karen Solie Has the past not pursued me with its face and haven’t I turned away? Can a...

Inheritance by Erin Mouré Father my father died of dying undied himself from my mother even from me his daughter,...

Babysitters by Sara Peters Your mother was as nubile as a dressmaker’s dummy; your father polished his glasses and rubbed...

West Range by Ken Babstock Skyline cranes toward its source in cranes — each demarcates a height we urge the...

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Fission by Adam Sol A jay cackles the rumours of summer and I’m hunched around the morning in my legs,...