Prominent American linguists Benjamin Lee Whorf and Edward Sapir claimed that language affects worldview. As a key proponent of linguistic relativity, Whorf asserted that differences between languages, particularly in the treatment of categories such as colour and time […]
It’s A Joke Nonfiction by Camille Lemire “You know what you’re doing, you … you slutty pirate hooker.” It’s a joke, I pray, instantly applying a Band-Aid to the words Daniel shoots at me from across the crowded house party. The rest of the packed living room vanishes as he watches me watching him
The act of bleeding is fundamentally transgressive, as it reveals what is suppressed, inherited, and predisposed: our mortality and genetics […]
(january) snowflakes you for her and me for you (february) confetti made of tiny hearts (march) cherry blossom petals […]
Boiler maker blood popper beat scraper button pusher Badland butchers sourcing downcast trudgers — publicize powerhouses […]
Kilometer 29: my legs are smashing into the pavement. Left foot, right foot. Methodical. Easy pace. Stay relaxed […]
I remember nineteen ninety-six, when I had chubby fingers and chubby toes,
and a heart so whole I had no idea my family was breaking.
I remember the suffocation of humidity; sharp claws around my neck, fucking me slowly.
I tasted the salt in my sweat as it dripped […]
The first boy Marya ever had sex with told her that every girl’s pussy smelled like either fish or cheese. “You’re cheese,” he’d said, and then, “Oh come on don’t take it like that.” Apart from that he’d been an alright boyfriend […]
In The Virtues of Our Vices, Emrys Westacott considers an act in today’s society ‘rude’ so long as it satisfies two conditions: if it “violates a social convention; and if the violation were deliberate, indicating a lack of concern for another person’s feelings” (18). Within Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice, rudeness is not as overtly defined; nevertheless, it serves as an overarching social mechanism […]
My Grandmother was one of those severe Canadian people that lived through the depression but never really left it. When all the popular girls in my grade were buying hair straighteners she told me that eating my sandwich crusts would make my hair curl in an attempt to get me to finish them. […]
I’m a Dirty Lamppost So Look Away, Please Multimedia by Angelica Poversky You looked at me like a firefly Lighting up the night sky Like my bright was a night light In the pits of your psyche You called me a flashlight Ready to expose the rows of evils in the cosmos You looked at me
makes her cry.
“On my seventh birthday
I was holding an ice cream cone,
and I dropped it.” […]
This photograph is a depiction of our society from yesterday, today and tomorrow. Beauty standards and the following pressures to look perfect continue to exist and cause issues […]
We encounter history through remnants, fragments, ghosts. History is not the stories of the past, but an ongoing narrative. Whoever has past through our world and has moved into the realm of ‘history’ is not gone. They leave their marks. Look into archives and their holdings. Archival objects are kept so their narratives are (ostensibly) remembered […]