I eat my toast, peanut butter and banana for breakfast. I sit drinking my coffee and staring out my window. A neighbor smokes a cigarette, another works in his garden in his painted jeans.
My professor starts the Zoom class.
By Emily McQueen
Love has its limits (poem).
Real Hermits don’t have Pinterest (short story).
Sometimes great food is the one thing we can all agree on (personal essay).
Kite flying after dark (poem).
Old dogs suffer to survive (short story).
A roll of black plastic fencing tries to contain boxes of branded novel coronavirus.
In a land of four spaces.
Dreaming of, or wishing for a way out.
A Social App for Reconnecting with Nature.
A collective found poem.
The story of an ungraceful passage into manhood. (fiction)
Third Annual SPACE Writing Competition: Winners and Honourable Mentions
As the sun sets over Mount Royal, the mountain transforms. (poem)