Exquisite Corpse

We are fortunate to live in this place and time. I’m thankful for friends and the history we share. I’m thankful for the spirit we muster ...

At McGill, I would diligently take class notes (with pen and paper, of course), as the professors pontificated. But then I’d get distracted ...

I was terrible at everything to do with crafts. I dreaded art class and was embarrassed by my pitiful uncreative renditions. In hindsight th...

The girls in Grade 4 showed me how to make noisemakers out of paper, then fortune-tellers and water bombs, flapping birds and pagodas. Our l...

When I was a kid, I had several pen pals. Those letters were fun to receive, but I was particularly drawn to the æsthetics: the cancelled ...

I recently trod the battlefields of World War One, where hundreds of thousands died horrible deaths. Thousands more bore wounds, visible and...

The minutes and hours click by as you scroll on your phone, bored and interested at the same time. Your eyes begin to blur and hurt, you loo...