• nîtisânak

    Part of me wants to say that nîtisânak is the literary equivalent of a middle finger, sporting chipped black nail polish and waving in front of Nixon’s knowing smirk. At times it is, directing justifiable anger and irreverence towards racist, transphobic, and homophobic institutions, perceptions, and people.

  • The Organist

    Friedrich Nietzsche once famously wrote, “Without music, life would be a mistake,” and Harry Abley – organist, choirmaster, conductor, and music teacher – might agree. The Organist: Fugues, Fatherhood, and a Fragile Mind, written by Mark Abley, his son, is a love letter, a eulogy of sorts, to a misunderstood musician, and a valedictory tribute to a bygone era.

  • Obits.

    In Tess Liem’s Obits., we make our way with the poet through the challenging process of mourning as she reflects on her own mortality. Attentive and introspective, these poems draw from contemporary events, psychoanalysis, mythology, television, feminist writing, and other sources in order to ponder death in all its intimacy

  • This Woman’s Work

    In This Woman’s Work, which exists in the liminal space between autofiction and memoir, Delporte finds the words and draws the images to evoke the struggles of women as they navigate assumptions about gender, femininity, and creativity. The book is both deeply intimate and also emblematic of women who are at a time of crisis, opportunity, and, hopefully, progress.

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Archaic Torso

We cannot know his ordinary head except from photographs, eyes wholly terrified. And yet his torso, bent over his bound hands, is like a light flickering in an empty apartment, illuminating: a table, some glass, itself. Otherwise he’d be merely bare life, unlucky in foreign lands, a common captured adventurer, hostage to barbarians in a […]

By Darren Bifford • "Archaic Torso" is taken from the book False Spring, published by Brick Books • Read our review • Posted Filed in Poem of the Month


With Mayonnaise, the second book of the 1984 trilogy, the poet and novelist Richard Brautigan becomes Rivages’s central fixation. Among Plamondon’s forest of factoids about Camus, General Jodl, and Saint Antoine, about the Remington Rifle Company and the Singer Sewing Machine, Charlie Chaplin and Vladimir Nabokov, Brautigan emerges as a commanding influence.

Hutchison Street

Just like its namesake street, Abla Farhoud’s newly translated novel is populated with memorable characters from all walks of life. Young and old, settled and transient, the characters weave in and out of each other’s lives, inhabiting a modern, multicultural society that shares its neighbourhood with a thriving but insular community of Hasidic Jews. In brief, vivid chapters, Farhoud provides glimpses into the lives of the Montreal residents who inhabit Hutchison Street, which “does not separate Outremont from Mile End, as you might think; it brings them together.”

#88 earth

you fill the water bottle you found in the trash with pondwater in the field at recess because it has been raining and you like this water is full of mosquito larvae and water fleas and you like this they squirm around water fleas swim the most beautiful and you like this you show your […]

By jasper avery • "#88 earth" is taken from the book number one earth, published by Metatron Press • Read our review • Posted Filed in Poem of the Month


But what if Michael Bay is really a misunderstood genius? An artist, critically misinterpreted, academically ignored, deprived of his true vision because of the manipulation of the studios in the name of outrageous commercial profits? Or what if he’s part of something much deeper and even more mysterious, something beyond the scope of mass media, something that’s shaped both civilization and his very consciousness from childhood? These are the kinds of heady, ridiculous questions Mathieu Poulin detonates consistently throughout the course of his novel Explosions: Michael Bay and the Pyrotechnics of the Imagination.

Blowing Grass Empire (i)

She took the child to the crest of a green hill overlooking an immense land, and swept her arm across the horizon. Look, there. Everything, as far as the eye can see, every home, every family, every enterprising man and handsome girl, every tree, bird, fruit, every farm, church, market, tavern, cobbler, butcher, every unseen […]

By Mark Lavorato • "Blowing Grass Empire (i)" is taken from the book Blowing Grass Empire, published by Palimpsest Press • Read our review • Posted Filed in Poem of the Month


When Alain Deneault uses the word mediocre in his new book-length essay, he is not describing something (or someone) inferior or incompetent. Rather, he is talking about mediocrity as it defines the actual average, the mean of things. He is taking aim at a society where this average “has been granted authority.”

Portrait of a Boy as Mist

A boy awoke to watch the wind blow his parents’ weathervane relationship, leaving him in a fog. I changed channels to see a duplex drown in the middle of a city. I once caught father catching rage, fists becoming thunder. He flooded home for weeks. Mother felt storms grow in her wrists whenever grandma came […]

By Aidan Chafe • "Portrait of a Boy as Mist" is taken from the book Short Histories of Light, published by McGill-Queen's University Press • Read our review • Posted Filed in Poem of the Month

Wisdom in Nonsense

Wisdom in Nonsense, which is based on the CLC Kreisel Lecture O’Neill gave in 2017, introduces The Real Mister O’Neill. Having aspired to become a gangster in his youth, Buddy O’Neill stepped up to the paternal plate after his once-and-former love shrugged off the yoke of motherhood. In these thirteen “lessons” (and one incongruous blank-paged invitation for readers to contribute their own dadnecdotes), O’Neill fille catalogues what good can be gleaned from advice that is at worst delusional and at best out of step with reality.