“One day I will die, and one day everyone I know will die. One day everyone I don’t know will die. One day every animal and plant on this planet will die. One day earth itself will die, and one day all of humanity, and all relics of human life,” (Austin). Twenty-seven-year-old atheist lesbian Gilda …
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CW: Sexual assault (off-page), animal death. “I will hide her small truths in this story and she will take shape among the pages, emerge like a pop-up, come face to face with the reader. Then they will know. Then, his story will be concluded,” (Parker 86). Famous Canadian author Baby Davidson is writing a memoir, or …
“There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales That would make your blood run cold; The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, But the queerest they ever did see Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge I cremated …
“I’d much rather wile away the hours Helping you clean up cadavers of all of you ex-lovers Watch you give them all one last kiss of death I fear this will be me in a few weeks,” – “Imagine A World In Which We Didn’t Have To Hide Who We Are” (Walker 31). Jade Walker’s …
“Grieving the dead, I’ve learned, is also about grieving your lost self, the self that only existed in relation to that person. When they die, those versions of you die as well,” (Gartner 264). After the death of her beloved cousin Zoltan, strangers begin confessing things to Lucy. She doesn’t ask them to, doesn’t pry, …
“Storms stir up the past,” (Bush 39). I was curious about the Hamilton Reads title for 2021. I like Canadian Literature and am always looking for new authors to add to my list and I love Shakespeare and the only adaption of The Tempest I’ve read is Margaret Atwood’s Hag-Seed (which is fantastic by the way) so …
“I see the ad early in the day, when I’m taking a coffee break between servicing the Skee-Ball lanes. A Frankie’s Funhouse eighty kilometres out of Chicago is converting a Nifty Trio Set to Digital One. They’ve got an old Franny Feathers, my daughter Starr’s favourite character, in Urban Cowgirl costume, as is…I email them …
This past weekend I volunteered at the Grit Lit Festival, a local literary festival that celebrates Canadian authors. I’d gone for fun for a few years and absolutely loved listening to authors discuss and speak about their works and other issues, and obviously finding (and buying) new books to read. So after getting some emails …
Sarah O'Connor 