The end started with a phone call at night.
I was wasting the day for this one because the verdict was in the hands of this girl—the apple of my eye.
Writers Read Welcomes Celebrated Canadian Playwright Linda Griffiths
Heralded for the “sheer range of her career” by Maclean’s magazine almost 20 years ago, Canadian playwright Linda Griffiths says finding the time and the energy to attend live theatre nowadays is hard work
This album is the drunk guy that just wants to have a good time. It’s the realization that you’re just one of millions—but there’s power in that. It’s the trials and tribulations of a mid-level New Jersey punk band.
we spent christmas together though you probably don’t know that. during the afternoon, I read a book while
listening to you and the book was the collected stories of amy hempel and your cover art was three people calmly
sitting near in a giant ball of fire while hiding behind a tainted patterned glass.
Mexican Art and the Borders of Identity
In a city where earthquakes crack open concrete streets to reveal cockroaches and Aztec secrets, where Modernist buildings stand beside temples with gold walls,
Professionalism in Practice at the 11th Art Matters Festival
“Art is sometimes the only vehicle of communication and expression available to artists,” said Helen Arceyut-Frixione, a coordinator for this year’s Art Matters Festival.
Gibb’s Book Steeped in Vietnamese Cuisine, Culture
If you find yourself looking for a way to warm up during the next few months, consider curling up with Camilla Gibb’s The Beauty of Humanity Movement.
Nothing What It Seems in Hall’s Certainty Dream
Kate Hall’s poetry collection The Certainty Dream, which won her the 2010 Quebec Writers Federation’s A.M. Klein Prize for Poetry on Nov. 23, is a strange beast.
Narcissist on the Esoteric Radio
For the purpose of this program, we will attempt to engage in extemporaneous, and dare I say sagacious discourse.
However, without being too grandiloquent
SHIT HAIR POEM (also album review of halfaxa by grimes)
The library smells like duck tape; I have shit hair, which explains the hoodie.
there’s no facebook emoticon to express ‘had sex all weekend.’