By Andrew Scott Another snowflake falls on my face. The weather has changed fast again. Seems like yesterday that the leaves were changing. Barely ready for this though the old bones warned me that the season's change was coming soon. Keeping the body warm walking during the day. Thankfully the boots are not too … Continue reading “Snowflake Falls”
“Walking Home”
By Andrew Scott Sorry Momma, this may be the last time you hear from me. Something happened while walking home that I cannot change, even if I tried. I was strolling around just as the sun was going down through one of the parts of town you always told us to stay away from but … Continue reading “Walking Home”
Art by Mikhail Shchupak-Katsman
MIKHAIL SHCHUPAK-KATSMAN DESIGNER - ARTIST, OCAD UNIVERSITY UNDERGRADUATE As a designer as well as an artisan, I’ve honed my skills towards working with and understanding three-dimensional spaces and forms. I have a passionate drive for architecture, and the innovative ways in which it can create a more sustainable, ergonomic world to live in.
Art By Mikhail Shchupak-Katsman
MIKHAIL SHCHUPAK-KATSMAN DESIGNER - ARTIST, OCAD UNIVERSITY UNDERGRADUATE As a designer as well as an artisan, I’ve honed my skills towards working with and understanding three-dimensional spaces and forms. I have a passionate drive for architecture, and the innovative ways in which it can create a more sustainable, ergonomic world to live in.
“Full Bloom”
By Kelli J. Gavin Spring is in full bloom Vibrant colors and aromatic smells Have finally returned Like a long lost friend Warmly welcomed and embraced A time of renewal A season of growth Present every day Right before our astonished eyes Were the leaves always that beautiful? Was the grass always so green? Did … Continue reading “Full Bloom”
“Someone was Stealing Trucks”
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan Someone was stealing trucks out in the industrial park at Morningside Drive out by the water tower and the army of geese that crap everywhere they could so that the shop foreman instructed me to back all the delivery trucks into the sheet metal factory floor each night and padlock the … Continue reading “Someone was Stealing Trucks”
Poems by Bruce McRae
"Dreams Are For Dreamers" This old bed has seen better days and told different stories. This old bed resembles a sack of broken clothes hangers. As far as portals into sleep go this bed has went. I’m on the rack. It’s the iron maiden. This old bed is an early grave, but death won’t sleep … Continue reading Poems by Bruce McRae
Alphabets: Epsilon
By Thomas Page 1: Decide an idea for a poem. This usually happens when you’re the least able to write it down. 2: Consider the consequences of trying to commit an idea good enough for a poem onto paper. 3: Throw it away with the same enthusiasm as an empty bag of cheese puffs. 4: … Continue reading Alphabets: Epsilon
“Garden view.”
By Nardine Sanderson When the silence calls in the form of tears And the look that you now call the years Is worn upon that timely face, hidden smiles for life's embrace Shall the tears be joy or sorrow, when you meet the Lord to borrow A lasting breath but one Last kiss, In all … Continue reading “Garden view.”
“Roof Shingles Falling for Each Other”
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan A hand in the land, who needs a trowel? Dirt under the nails. Wires of robot circumcision snipped. Grass clippings over naked legs. Lyme disease ticks by the hedge line. A hand on the hip for balance. Roof shingles falling for each other. Perhaps some lemonade. Ice in a rattling sweaty … Continue reading “Roof Shingles Falling for Each Other”
Academy of the Heart And Mind 