Regions

‘Our profession is covert, therefore little understood by outsiders.’ –Lynn Crawford, Paula Regossy, 2014. 1. I remember one early morning on Brush Street in Detroit in...

ONTARIO PROVINCIAL COURTS Case No. #1213684-11B PRETRIAL EVIDENCE FOR DISCOVERY  INVESTIGATING OFFICERS: Det. ALICE SHAH and Det. MORRIS CHARLES INCIDENT: 00168028-110-2017   DOCKET 12 ELECTRONIC MESSAGE FILES: STEPHANIE...

The boy band moves like happy sexy machines. Trent lifts his hands over his head like he’s blocking so many beach balls. Rex snaps his...

“It looks like a clinic,” my ex-husband says. “I like it.” “You might want to get some rugs. I have a rug in the basement. It’s...

WINTER The plastic couple had fallen on the ground, one woman and one man in their Sunday best next to the park bench,...

His girlfriend had been a sleepwalker when he met her. She’d warned him after they’d been on a few dates, when he asked her back...

1. The winter I was twelve, my father found work as a surveyor and we moved north to the Upper Peninsula, to Sault Ste. Marie....

I. The Trouble With Language Last night I went to bed thinking that old, endless, quiet thought: I don’t want to ever die. Then, in the...

I was thirteen when my grandmother told me about my mom’s rape. We were sitting at the dining room table at my grandmother’s house playing...

The photo hangs crooked. Like this. I can barely hear Sal call “Action!” over the wind, brown leaves turning up and scattering downhill. It is the...