Two figures in a camping chair, watching a fantastical universe with constellations and flowers in a night sky
Darling Strangelet

Starting at 1:47 a.m., BC emergency dispatch started receiving 911 calls about an older, ruby-red Ford Taurus with no licence plate being driven erratically on Highway 16, headed east toward Prince George.

An image of a pink and orange-tinted cloud on a black background.
The First Poet

What does a person who is universally loved need saving from anyway?


Even half a decade after the news cycle washed its hands of the matter I could still recall details with ease. Though I preferred not to.

Mickey Mouse’s Bait Dogs

Pregnant potcakes from Belize and Cuba, foster failures from Miami-Dade, puppies found in trash bins.

God, We Were Married!

It was the best first wedding we could have asked for. But it wasn’t enough! Clearly!


In Dolor, we had no concept of damage. Time was the closest to damage we knew.

The Goodest Girl

“I’m not afraid of a dare,” I said. “I’ll do whatever.”

The Hijack

Olivia Robinson was and is much worse than I am. She’s also, in the sense that matters to her and to our world, much greater.

The Children of Dzhankoy

A very Russian turn of events: no solutions, but the trouble passes—so why bring it up?

Old Peg

“I guess I should tell you about something.”