The forest, when bare, reveals all. A few days ago, we discovered, leaning over the parapet of our terrace, that there is a log cabin, oozing fairy tale vibes, on a clean strip of mowed hillside below. Someone had lit a huge bonfire in the fire pit that day; an ancient gathering call to come …
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Four Walls
Photo by Kayley Dlugos The sun feels warm on my back. It is once again Spring. Sitting on the rug, in a pool of sunlight, I am saying my goodbyes. My gaze moves across the room, interrupted occasionally by the sight of a memorable object or a nick or smudge. Our signatures. A gash on …
Vermilyea Avenue
I was hit squarely with the strong distinctive odor of cabbage and fried schnitzel while descending the stairs from my friend's fourth floor apartment. Then, it happened. You see, my nose, having been accosted, sparked the memory which stopped me in my tracks somewhere between the second and third floor... And there we were. My …
Express yourself
An explosion of ideas Basquiat, Haring and Banksy did it via their Graffiti art. Madonna did it via her music. Writers, architects, actors, designers, dancers, chefs, and more, do it. They express themselves through their creations; announcing their presence to the world. Their genius lies in making the expression seem facile, when it certainly is …
A Slap in the Face
An indelible mark Just as the older freckled hand centered the smooth cheek of the younger woman, seconds after the satisfyingly clean sound of the slap and right before the redness began radiating across her cheek, another crisp smack resounded. Only this time it was delivered by the younger woman. So perfectly timed was the …
Fear from Fiction
Picture this...Grade five, recess time and a ball buster boy in my class (Martin) told me that years ago someone had hung themselves in the basement of my house. He offered up horrific details as I stood silent, my insides churning and a cold sweat running over me while the other kids laughed and played …
Un omp (An immigrant)
On a wall, tucked in a corner, there is a poem entitled, A Man. It is primarily born from the sadness and mixed emotions of a daughter losing her father. However, it is also a tale of the immigrant experience. My hope is that it will act as food for thought for all those who …
Snippets of Life (from A to Z) “K”
THE LETTER "K" Kick ass days like those are now few and far between. Who knows how to make more; to set the world on fire again? I will bring the kindling. Days consisting of chills and thrills, ofThe killing moon by Echo and the Bunnymen and of my mom chasing me down the street …
Snippets of Life (from A to Z) “V”
THE LETTER "V" Vibrations filled the air and reverberated through my body. Everyone was vying for his attention; vamping it up. Some tried to vault over the barriers, and were instantly tackled by the police. Voluminous spiky hair and viciously high heels were everywhere! Humanity in all its variegated, varicolored forms. The virile, vacuous, vicious, …
Snippets of life (from A to Z) “J”
THE LETTER "J" Jingle bells plays in the background. In the living room lots of jostling and jabbering going on. Jovial conversation, fills the air, as friends and family come and go. The last of the Christmas gifts being placed under the jam-packed tree. Cousins, uncles and aunts jubilantly singing along full of holiday spirit …
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