The waters of the Mississippi River were higher than the high school version of myself on a Saturday night. I willed my rusted sedan down the winding bends of Lilydale Road, nervously hydroplaning through dirty, cloudy puddles. Lilydale Road didn’t feel the way it used to be, because it simply wasn’t the way it used […]
Blue Pines I consulted my stars during a dry spell in the plains they told me to lie down in the grass make a blanket of the leaves told me to build a fire in the season when the sky grows cold told me age is just a number until it kills you warm in […]
Change The radio we got last July has started to crackle alongside every song that plays no matter the station. Sometimes I imagine that the radio can’t help but cry as it plays on for my sake, missing you as much as I do. Eden Duchesneau is a Montréal based writer who returned from Tokyo […]
Places I Have Been There are places in this world where time stands still. Clouds stop drifting, and wind no longer blows. I have walked among them. Ancient spirits dwell there. They speak to those who listen with their heart. Well-worn dreams pull me back. I see behind closed eyes. Painted walls and […]