Stories

Megan and I met the lions because I wanted to go to the zoo. I’d read about the zoo in the local newspaper, about how the people who took care of the animals protected them in the winter. The zoo was in a forest, mostly tall balsam firs. That morning…

Measuring detergent always reminds me of casual sex with a woman named Paula. “Paula seems nice,” I said to Dave. He said, “She’s a whore.” “Don’t call a woman that.” “Before I met her, she slept with all my friends. After I met her, my friends told me that she’d…

“There are wild horses on Sable Island. There have been for more than 200 years,” the woman on the video says. Four horses gallop in a line along the wide, sandy beach. Breaking waves wash up the beach until they touch the horses’ hooves. They are small horses, many shades…

Hello, my name’s Frederic McLuhan and I live in Fredericton. I’m a student at the University of New Brunswick, third year arts. My friends call me Frederic. I have frequent conversations with a creature from outer space. The first time I was up in the flying saucer, I asked through…