I watch Ava peel down her panties. Her ass a kicked apple: Brown. Purple. Blue. She tucks wads of newspaper inside her jeans, zips up, and smiles. “Ready.”
The honourable mention for Room's 2011 creative non-fiction contest, judged by Susan Juby.
The honourable mention in Room's 2011 poetry contest, judged by Elizabeth Bachinsky.
Joseph of Arimathea
is riding the Carleton Street car
grail tucked in a gym bag
underneath the seat.
He’s gone so far as to carry it
in plain sight.
A woman once asked him
if he was taking a pottery class.
He tried to give it to her
but she didn’t want it.
“Little Billy died last Sunday,” I tell my father, who’s visiting for a while during my husband’s absence.
I never expected there would be music at this funeral.
Numbers safety-pinned to matching blue tank tops, our last name, Fraser, emblazoned beneath them, my sister and I double-check that our shoes are laced tight. Attached to these laces are black chips. These chips will be used to establish our official marathon time, which determines whether or not a runner qualifies for Boston.
It was a day at the dead end of February that showed all variations of the colour grey: ashen branches stripped of leaves, cement-coloured clouds, steely frost, the opaque pane of ice under my feet, a window into the river translucent enough to suggest its gunmetal current.
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