Julia Marsiglio
February 11, 2022
like the earth is yawningmouth open, eyes closedin the somnambulant birthof a chasm between us our divides are wide open—wounds, suddenly festeringin a place where…
February 10, 2022
I think we can learn somethingfrom our namesake geesethe way the strong lift the airfor the weak at the back of the line—their elegant V…
February 9, 2022
“the calvary has arrived”scream the online sycophantsfrom behind glowing white screenstheir rhetoric littered withinvention and lies— they’ve mislaid too many “u”sto be Canadian a Trump 2024…
February 4, 2022
This piece by Alex Shvartsman is one of the first stories I read on the platform. I loved the way the story was told and…
February 3, 2022
Matt Bell is an American teacher and writer. He owns a free substack newsletter where he shares his knowledge and writing exercises monthly. Check out…
January 30, 2022
Sometimes Itoe the line en pointejust before leapfrogging overand then I findthat my wanderingmind traces constellationsfrom the momentsthat brought me downfloored and unmade meand I’ve…
January 27, 2022
There were no fires that night. They couldn’t risk it. Aurelia ran her fingers along the gold chain around her neck. The motion was comforting,…
January 26, 2022
A good short story resonates. In few words, it draws the reader into a new world and captures their attention. It is harder to build…
January 24, 2022
At nighttime I still feel youthe way you favoured one side of my bodynestled up against my sigmoid colon.I laughed at my lopsided belly.I can…
January 20, 2022
Culture shock sometimes feels likestaying home—hibernatingthrough the winter of my inadequatelanguage skills, hoping that one daythe onslaught of not belongingis replaced with a longingto unravel…
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