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A woman impersonates a nun online, with unexpected consequences. In a rapidly changing neighborhood, tensions escalate around two events planned for the same day.

On April 14, 1971, a handful of prisoners attacked the guards at Kingston Penitentiary and seized control.

Hail, The Invisible Watchman is haunted poetry--Oliver's formal schemes are as tidy as a picket-fence and as suggestive; behind the charm of rhyme is a vibrant, dark exploration of domestic an

A defense of the dying art of losing an afternoon--and gaining new appreciation--amidst the bins and shelves of brick-and-mortar shops.

A Winnipeg Free Press Top Read of 2021 What if David Bowie really was holding the fabric of the universe together?

In the middle of the Caribbean, there sits a small island called Redonda.

It is not wise to waste the life / Against a stubborn will. / Yet would we die as some have done. / Beating a way for the rising sun wrote Arna Bontemps.

Friends since grade school, Céline, Julie, and Sabrina come of age at the start of a new millennium, supporting each other and drifting apart as their lives pull them in different directions.

Approached by an ecumenical society representing many faiths, from Judeo-Christians to fellow members of First Nations, Harold R.

Spanning forty years and ten previously published collections, Wherever We Mean to Be is the first substantial selection of Robyn Sarah's poems in twenty-five years.

Outside a 7-Eleven, teen boys Veeper and Wendell try to decide what to do with their night, though the thought of the rest of their lives doesn’t seem to have occurred to them.

When millworkers in Roberval, a northern Quebec logging town, go on strike, the conflict rips the close-knit community apart, and despite the workers' solidarity, their individual struggles an

After thirty-five years as an 'on-again, off-again, uncoached closet pianist,' poet and writer Robyn Sarah picked up the phone one day and called her old piano teacher, whom she had last

Writing is, and always will be, an act defined by failure. The best plan is to just get used to it.

A swirling, psychedelic, bleakly funny fugue by the Booker-shortlisted author of The Butcher Boy and Breakfast on PlutoUna Fogarty, suffering from dementia in a seaside nursing home, would be all a