Issue 44: Winter 2019
Fiction
Naquan
Around two a.m. I see him again, walking along the three-point line in those red J’s.
Poetry
Two Poems
In my fever, I laboured. I did the work . of diagnostics and daily maintenance, of pretending / to be well.
Essays
“Beti, Are You Married?”
I was trying to find chane ki daal, split-chickpeas, in the second aisle of my neighbourhood Indian-Pakistani grocery store when a woman with a basket full of frozen shami-kebabs approached me.
Butler and the Nature of Resistance
I’ve often wondered who decides what news makes it onto the digital ticker that runs along the bottom of the screens on subway platforms
There’s No Place Like Home?
The night of the 2016 presidential election, I clutch the neck of a beer bottle.
Interviews
“We Keep Writing”: A Collaborative Review of Dionne Brand’s The Blue Clerk
How to describe a book in discussion with itself, written in collaboration between the poet and herself?
“We will still be reading books”: Six Questions for Six Publishers
A few months ago, I attended a book festival in a corner of downtown Toronto that has become nearly cocooned by a glitter of skyscrapers.
Reviews
A Review of Almost Islands: Phyllis Webb and the Pursuit of the Unwritten
It’s already tattered, my copy of Almost Islands.
A Body Electric and Grieving: Tess Liem’s Obits
My memories of my dad from when I was growing up are of him renovating, remodelling, and rewiring the houses we lived in.
