FICTION: THE MORNINGSIDE

The Morningside Z.K. Leverton Morningside Heights sits at the top of Scarborough Ontario. There, thick forest is pounded back by long fields of parking lots and six lane roads. tenements press up into gas stations, gas stations press up into strip malls, and stip malls press up into manicured suburban neighborhoods carved into the edgesContinue reading “FICTION: THE MORNINGSIDE”

FICTION: The Tinker’s Son

I pulled into the grassy ditch at the side of the road. I cut the engine and tried to remember what my mother smelled likeā€¦ like sweat and apples, or maybe mildew and copper. I looked out the passenger side window and watched the green, full trees claw at the gray sky, creeping as farContinue reading “FICTION: The Tinker’s Son”