The 13th annual Vancouver Island Short Film Festival took place at VIU’s Malaspina Theatre earlier this month and, once again, the films did not disappoint. Out of 127 submissions, 18 films were selected for public viewing. I had the opportunity to attend the February 3 viewing before the awards ceremony, to get a peek at … Continued


“Roll Sound!” Robert Murray shouted as he sped along, while beside him Knuckles ripped through traffic with no apparent care for his life or well-being. At a red light, Knuckles slowed into a track stand, balancing on his pedals while he rummaged through his messenger bag before pausing to shotgun the beer he removed. Then, … Continued

I Stand with Janis

I hear you are afraid, I believe you. See you. You are important. Your voice it does not waiver requesting accountability. Resilient. Strong. Warm. I hold a candle that shines for you and a prayer that you never give up. Department head, I hear you— that you were Afraid. Your battle cry, sweet music crystal … Continued

Three’s a crowd

Charlie knew it was his when he saw it. He looked straight past the patches of black paint. All the time his fingertips had spent surfing the endless waves of Craigslist ads and postings in used car Facebook groups had finally yielded the car he yearned for. Kurt nudged his shoulder. His best friend, more … Continued


I first fell in love at eleven years old and felt the heartache down to my marrow. Free-falling, unaware, drowning in bliss; I didn’t see the noose till I was over the cliff. The first day of school was when we met. She liked Pulp Fiction, U2, and Johnny Depp. In less than two months … Continued


The kettle whistled on the kitchen stove. Alice took the tea towel that was hanging on the handle of the oven door and wrapped it loosely around her hand. She lifted the steaming kettle from the ring. On her mug were a dozen or so cat-faces. They stared up at her as she dropped a … Continued

Take a stand

Running on the treadmill at Vancouver Island University’s gym, listening to a playlist of old ’90s rap, “Shook Ones” by Mobb Deep begins playing. It triggers a landslide of memories. The day David Lacroix took a stand for me, a kid he barely knew, floods my mind and I have to decline my speed to … Continued

Atticus Man

World, becomes dense alters assumed constellation to starry force Masked with stellar sense. Land into sea— Drowned, a little-felt nation smother another course lest they cease to be. Comfort, dear Life awaits the morrow Granted, give you patience whether it be yours or another’s cheer. Clear water floods sweeps conscience under rug spread out on … Continued


1. Maroon hummingbirds flap fall air under their wings, soon they will depart. 2. Summer’s last dry wind sunlight fades, leaves crisp, and fall into a solstice. 3. In a brown twig drey up a snow-covered pine tree a famished squirrel waits.


Home to prickly pines and Douglas fir, Hoh rain forest, a carpet of licorice fern. Emerald beards coat every surface over-grown facial hair or mask? Timbers moistened by sulfur rain, exudes rich cedar, ripe pine and old oak’s fragrance. It was through wandering along over-grown paths, I discovered: A brook that gave birth to melodies … Continued

A Thousand Facebook Eulogies

Death doesn’t feel real when you read about it on Facebook which is why I keep looking for your face in pedestrians near campus because I saw you biking last month outside our journalism class. Death doesn’t feel real when you read about it on Facebook which is why I keep remembering you alive, breathing, … Continued

The swift epidemic

Scott sits on his light blue arm chair and sips a steaming cup of coffee–this coffee is more bitter than what he drank in his youth. The morning news comes into focus. Sounds from the television start to make their way to Scott. He looks to the window to catch a glimpse of the sunrise. … Continued

the prince

long and crooked are his fingers like his smile they’ve been broken his lips taste like iron from the blood that drips from his nose and rusted roses bloom from the lapels of his shirt a cross-stitched madness that ekes out the marble pattern of his muscle his hair is star-faded dying at the ends … Continued


Deep forest of velvety green Dinosaur redwood. Ancient, wise, Silence, serenity, Blissful, calm Secret pathway Sprinkled with golden leaves Raindrops of sunlight Bouncing playfully Among tree boughs. Smooth silken moss, Damp under my feet. Scrambling high Tumbling low Muted voices of long ago. Spirit guides me. Onward I go, Descending to Gems of dripping water … Continued

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