“Symmetry Lores” visual art by Jason Fernando (click to enlarge images)
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“The Pharmakon and Narratives of Cultural Identity: Reading Derrida in Lowe” academic essay by Kai Ying Chieh
The Pharmakon and Narratives of Cultural Identity: Reading Derrida in Lowe academic essay by Kai Ying Chieh Lisa Lowe’s account of the relationship between the system of transnational capitalism and the intersecting subjective narratives of Asian immigrant and Asian American women labouring within this system works in a critical tradition that values plurality and ambiguity.
“Listening To it Fall” fiction by Mormei Zanke
Listening To it Fall fiction by Mormei Zanke When I was younger my Dad would take me on long road trips on a whim. He would wake me up before the rest of our family was awake by opening my door and letting the hallway light stream onto my pumpkin patterned bedspread. He’d leave
“Cicada” fiction by Rachel Kim
Cicada fiction by Rachel Kim It’s surprising how bright the sun is, even though the sky is barely visible through the tall buildings crowding the city. I’m squinting. The air is humid and hot and everything—from the soda bottles to the people—is sweating.Sung-Min and I are sitting under the shade of a skinny tree, sharing
“The Mermaid” fiction by Hannah van Dijk
The Mermaid fiction by Hannah van Dijk Full fathom five thy father lies. Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange – William Shakespeare, The Tempest When we were seven our father bought a house
““What a beautiful day for an Eschaton”: Game Logic and the Short-Circuit of Meaning” academic essay by Rob Patterson
“What a beautiful day for an Eschaton”: Game Logic and the Short-Circuit of Meaning academic essay by Rob Patterson On a snow-filled Interdependence Day, the final foreseeable round of Enfield Tennis Academy’s homegrown game Eschaton is played. It is by far the most complicated and descriptively dense game within the text, which is notable
“14” poem by Haley Whishaw
14 poem by Haley Whishaw It’s Sunday. It’s Sunday because through the window, past the half-bloom rhododendrons and before the forest filled with bee-eating birds, the car doors of the Baptists, or the Jehovah’s witnesses, or the Unitarians are slamming and popping like the rain that has crept across the white ceiling paint as
“Natural History” poem by Katie Selbee
Natural History poem by Katie Selbee Good question. The mountains me and you we fit so well together like the rock faces of the Rockies I pointed out to you the other day out the car window that maybe you were looking at or maybe ha ha knowing you you were thinking of the Cold
“It’s funny what you don’t recall” poem by Stephanie Airth
It’s funny what you don’t recall poem by Stephanie Airth when a friend points a knife that bites at you both and seems made of light when it shines in the (dark bright burn orange soft white streetlamp, she steps in front of (him the knife his face past describing her heart is six shriveled
“To Remember a Poem” poem by Billy Kwan
To Remember a Poem poem by Billy Kwan A minute to half-past twelve. The moon’s sphere of light hides behind veils of clouds. You tilt your head back. Thoughts descend like mist that hovers around the ankles. The trickiest part is always some other thing than a thought; so you begin to forget. The
“Frame” and “Glass” photos by Konstantin Prodanovic
“Frame” Photography by Konstantin Prodanovic “Glass”
About Our Contributors
About Our Contributors Alberto Cristoffanini Benavente is a Chilean writer, who has lived half of his short life in Vancouver, Canada. There, he came across spoken word and became involved with the techniques and philosophies of a poetry out loud. He has been involved in UBC Slam and the Vancouver Poetry Slam, published in Tandem
“Crocodylia” poem by Jason Fernando
Crocodylia poem by Jason Fernando He sat heavily on the cushioned surface, eyes jittering out the window. Inside, a warm room, its low-lit scenery accented by the blue-cold glare emanating from beyond café windows, those moderating view-panes and embassies to the external. Outside, cool air shifted imperceptibly in convective motions, as visibly all was still