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Winter 2018

Coming Home

05:05 am. My eyes open. A faint pearly blade of light squeezing past the blind. The distant metallic scrape of a moving tram. I lie here in the dawn’s dimness, with my dreams still lingering. “I am a happily married man and I am not looking for any other arrangement. I would ask that you […]


That morning, news of life ending and life stirring. Beignard, my old buddy, the one they called The Whale for some mysterious reason, had succumbed to the lung cancer, at last, while Victoria, my neighbour, was pregnant, it’s more frequent than sunrise, she said. What is? Having a baby, she said. My mouth might have […]