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Radiostation Berlin (part 4)

“Leave me,” he told Blood in a near whisper. “Stop it,” said Blood. “Leave me.” “Are you a man, Private?”Benjamin stiffened. His lip grew firm. “We can show no signs of weakness against the enemy, Private.”Blood’s voice was stern, but sympathetic, as though it were part of a half-hearted act. “Yes, sir.” “Think of Lord […]

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Radiostation Berlin (Part 5)

As they pass St. Matthew’s he points to the steeple and talks of his old congregations. As they pass Concordia, he stares for a moment and squints at the sun. I’ve read a few things about her, says Edward. You didn’t believe that patriotic nonsense, did you? That she put on a Charlie Chaplin moustache […]

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Blacking out words

It takes 15 minutes for Craig Smith to make it as many feet—from the circulation desk at Halifax North Memorial Public Library to a small office by its entrance. The problem—if you can call it that—is people keep stopping the RCMP corporal to chat. He worked at this Gottingen Street branch for 12 years as […]

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A beautiful mind

Stacey Ho has always dreamed of impossible things. But nothing interesting happens to her. Maybe it’s because she’s too rational. Maybe she doesn’t have faith. The only impossible thing she can remember doing is predicting the cover of her kindergarten yearbook. So, Ho uses art to create the extraordinary world she wishes she could see. […]

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The turn of seasons

It was the night before solstice and I was ready for a partythe air was cold and the snow was coming, you could tell it was gonna besoon startingthe sky was pink. you could smell the anticipation in the treessnowflakes to grace us with their presence and drape across branches where there once were leaves’tis […]

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Without him

My son Joey’s so little, he’s resting his chin on the kitchen table, eyes slightly crossed as he manoeuvres a spoonful of Rice Krispies toward his lips. “Joey,” I say. He blinks at his bowl with sleepy eyes. I want to brush his dirty-blonde bangs out of them. “Yeah, ma,” he says, hoarsely. “Did you […]

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