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Winner of the 2013 Governor General's Literary Award for Drama.

Eli has lived in Crooked River his whole life, and he knows better than anyone about that sinking number.

I'm ill-equipped for this. I sit by a fake fireplace that frames a real flame. I've been crossed by two crows today.

Winner of the Griffin Poetry Prize (2002) The word ‘eunoia,’ which literally means ‘beautiful thinking,’ is the shortest word in English that contains all five vowels.

Shortlisted for the Governor General's Award for Poetry. This poem resembles urban sprawl. This poem resembles the freedom to charge a fee. The fee occurs in the gaps. It is an event.

Diana, Princess of Wales, had it easy compared to another lonely princess, Crown Princess Masako of Japan.

How can we carve private spaces from discarded publics?

Fidget is writer Kenneth Goldsmith's transcription of every movement made by his body during 13 hours on Bloomsday (June 16) 1997.

Non-profits are big business. According to a recent Johns Hopkins report, third-sector institutions in Belgium, the Czech Republic, Japan, the U.S.

Jen Currin’s acclaimed debut collection, The Sleep of Four Cities, announced the arrival of a fully formed, arresting new talent, and the poems in her new collection, Hagiography, see her trademark

Invited to a quiet Swiss château by the enigmatic Tatiana Beaujeu Lehmann, Anne begins to slowly write a novel in a language that is not hers, a language that makes meaning foreign and keeps her al

Bartleby the Scrivener meets Catch-22 in this charmingly sardonic tale of love, war and fertilizer. WINNER OF THE PRIX DES COLLÉGIENS Simón turned his thoughts to her daily.

In the vast, unnamed metropolis of Hello … Hello, art and commerce have finally and completely conjoined; stylish cafés serve up zebra mussels and the air is thick with a gentle rain of sparrows pl

'Teenage Head changed the face of music in this country. I would not be who I am today without their first record ...

I learned the secret of serenity by waterboarding daffodils. My Buddha is landfill. My mantra choked from a bluebird’s neck. It’s ruthless, the pursuit of happiness. Eighteen seconds have elapsed.