By Inge Moore   When i am seventeen, I know three things: 1) i will never get married, 2) i will never leave my best friend, and 3) i will never grow old. I am living in Toronto it is the summer i am working at Woodbine. My best friend and i share a basement … Continue reading Pride

Loon Call at Owl-light

By Carrie Connel-Gripp He was glad of his freedom, but the events of the past year left him brooding.  Contemplating what he should do and where he should go only brought a swamping uncertainty.  He could drown here just as well as somewhere else. There was nowhere he called home. He had gravitated to the … Continue reading Loon Call at Owl-light