Review of "The Adversary" by Michael Crummey.

Review of "Galore" by Michael Crummey.

Review of "Jo Cook and Perro Verlag Books by Artists: The Unreadable Sacred," organized by the Simon Fraser University Art Gallery.

Review of "Gertrude and Alice" produced by United Players of Vancouver.

Review of "Censorettes" by Elizabeth Bales Frank.

Review of "Memories: From Moscow to the Black Sea" by Teffi (trans. Robert Chandler).

Review of "Our Flag Means Death" created by David Jenkins on HBO Max.

Review of No Fun (the band) and reissued music by Atomic Werewolf Records.

 The vines were biding their time, full of life force that did not care about her or how sorry she was

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I am wholly unimportant—just a witness to her shapeshifting, possessed of a voice that can be compelled into song by the land’s unfolding

I watch the lights slip and slur on the headpond and think down, toward the dam, the embankment and the long drop of the spillway where the water rests, whirled and stunned

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Half a breath is all it takes, in or out.

You can keep going, the moon said, if you want to.

The rooms I imagined repeating endlessly, with me at the centre.

Being a warrior princess is a lot like being an archetype of human potential.

“It's often triggered by group settings. Especially groups laughing.”

bonding our sneakers / together through a fluid / no longer hers but shared

Distance blurred detail, so all that was visible / in the mysterious vapour were armloads of sparkle / he hauled as if from the sea

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I have never been hit by a car / that I could not see coming.

Two poems by Jane Shi

... You and I / tried. We tried walking down a street once in fall. / It was night, half light, we found ourselves finding / ...

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"... Blood dripped down my chin. The light / left. After, I googled what it all meant—death, / capitalism, Steffie’s stuffed bunny ..."

"... I showed you / a video of faint sunsets dawning from / Ochil Hills, and my momentum when / travelling upward, against gravity ..."

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"...vocabularies / reduced to virus, vaccine, variants— / that dull emergency of the daily count."

Gender performance and colonial mimicry through the family archive

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At the edge of Japan's super natural forest

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The Photography of Ronnie Tessler.

Border photography along the 49th parallel.

"Every time we visit my great-grandma's grave, we close our eyes and follow her footsteps across the sea, and back again."

Photos of Vancouver Chinatown taken in 1956 by a mystery photographer and developed 50 years later.

30 years of Fabrice Strippoli’s photographs.

A selection of sourced images from Jonah Samson's book, "Yes Yes We're Magicians," the title of which is taken from a passage of Samuel Beckett's absurdist play, "Waiting for Godot."

A map in two tiny epochs

"Every month or so, my mom sends me a picture from a trip we took together."

(Or What Does Drowning Look Like).

Who puts those little stickers on the apples in the grocery store?

Don't mess with Madame Larmer's mojo.

Nicola Winstanley's comic on hearing spirits in the walls at a foster when she was young.

Eve Corbel creates a set of greeting cards to celebrate life's best and worst mundane moments.

Alison McCreesh encounters snow in May, a bemused gas station attendant and a dumpster to cook behind on a trip across Canada.