by shina kang
Category Archive: Toronto
This collection covers the Personal juxtaposed with the Social as presented through installation.
Talking is hard. Writing is a pain in the ass. Cooking is impossible.
But eating is easy.
The day my dad’s best friend died was the day I decided I hated god.
Will it always end up getting lost? Words blend, translations reflected across pages in the rhythmic switching of left to right.
I find it difficult to describe growing up in the Greek Orthodox Church to those outside of it.
By Joseph Priolo
Artwork by Ben Henderson Through my collage, I am expanding upon notions of solitude and presence, yet also […]
A mock-epic about Derry Girls.
It takes two babies to drive a racecar.
I don’t believe in God anymore.
“I just wanted to kill her…that’s why I stabbed her. But you stopped me before I could cut her up. For some reason, I felt this urge to dismantle her.”
It was just another day in another week of school; that weird time of COVID-19 where every day felt the same.
I felt it next to me.
the first words doctor hannibal lecter say to will graham on nbc’s hannibal are “do you have trouble with taste?”
I’m sick of begging and I’m sick of trying.
Something scratches at the back of my throat,
It’s nice that you’re making time for us.”