Wilderness

March 8, 2016 Sarah Scott 0

I crave seclusion At the end of a day Filled With words People And situations I crave mountain air The kind Blessed With pine and purity I crave sunsets Laced

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The Eye of Madness

March 8, 2016 Lina Vermeer 0

Note: This story is a response to H. P. Lovecraft’s short story, The Call of Cthulhu The first occasion upon which I am able to recall that peculiar blend of

Beyond the barre

March 8, 2016 Caitlin Coe 0

This is a piece about leaving behind what you love most, and how dance follows you outside the studio. Somewhere, in the east end of Ottawa, in a transformed dance