Category Archives: Fiction

Nkechi was only four when she became an orphan. Like most children her age, she was without a care in the world.  She spent her time playing pretend in the Continue Reading →

For all the Niitsitapiiks, The Real People who never had the chance to heal.           It’s strange how our earliest childhood memories are like flashes of images stored in our Continue Reading →

Once upon a time, I was a kid. When I was growing up, I was a kid. Sometime after my eleventh birthday, and I was in grade 6, my mom Continue Reading →

            I ride in the back seat of a freightliner. I try to lie down, spread my weight across the seat and absorb the rough bumps of the road. The Continue Reading →

I learned everything I need to know about teaching from one child. For the sake ofprivacy, we’ll call him Landen. I got a new bus driver when I was in Continue Reading →

in response to “The Raven” by Edgar Allen Poe “Remember that hope is a good thing, Red, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.”-Peter Stevens, “Rita Continue Reading →

Birdie Lulu was my great-grandmother. A force to be reckoned with, or so I’ve heard. She died just after I was born but left a legend in her wake. I Continue Reading →

The bell at the front door jingled, and an old man entered the bookshop with his dog, a blast of cold, wintery air following them. The old woman at the Continue Reading →

          I was in Sellwood park in Portland, Oregan with my family for the 4th of July. A holiday that in itself already put my Canadian father on edge. Americans Continue Reading →

           The seven legs of Sonnet slowly raised as motors turned shafts and shafts extended pistons. In a mechanical wave, the circular array of legs raised and groaned, then fell Continue Reading →