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Call for mss in support of Ukraine

(artist unknown) Before Russia brutally, tragically invaded Ukraine, we at WordCity Literary Journal had been planning a human rights issue for May 2022. We are keeping to that theme, but will now dedicate those pages to solidarity with Ukraine. Our hope is for poetry and prose that speaks to, but is not limited to theContinue reading “Call for mss in support of Ukraine”

Wintering Over. Books Reviewed by Gordon Phinn

Books Referenced: Leonard Cohen: Untold Stories, from this broken hill, Vol.2Michael Posner ed. (Simon & Shuster 2021)Flower Diary, Molly Peacock (ECW 2021))Imagined Truths: myths from a draft-dodging poet, Richard Lemm (Tidewater Press 2021)We, Jane, Aimee Wall (Book*Hug Press 2021)Danger Flower, Jaclyn Desforges (Palimpsest Press 2021) With From This Broken Hill, editor and compilerContinue reading “Wintering Over. Books Reviewed by Gordon Phinn”

Call for Mss. WordCity Literary Journal’s March 2022 Issue

It’s been two years now since Covid-19 circumvented the Globe. Two years of mitigations. Two years of sickness and loss. Two years of missing family, friends and the life events that bind us together. It’s also been two years of science denial. Of the continued rise of conspiracy theories and theorists. Two years of protestsContinue reading “Call for Mss. WordCity Literary Journal’s March 2022 Issue”

WordCity Literary Journal. January 2022. Issue 13. Writing Towards the Light

©®| All rights to the content of this journal remain with WordCity Literary Journal and its contributing artists. Table of Contents Letter from the Editor. Darcie Friesen Hossack with guest, Gordon Phinn Since Solstice, here in the North, we’ve gained a few precious minutes of daily light. Some days it’s hard to tell. It’s colderContinue reading “WordCity Literary Journal. January 2022. Issue 13. Writing Towards the Light”

Table of Contents. January 2022. Issue 13

Letter from the Editor. Darcie Friesen Hossack with guest, Gordon Phinn Fiction. Edited by Sylvia Petter Before the Seagulls. by Nightingale Jennings This Christmas. by Marzia Rahman A Wedding Gift. by Dave Kavanagh 1992. by DC Diamondopolous And Still Burning. by Mansour Noorbakhsh Carol. by Julia Abelsohn Sister Thresa’s Acting Class. by Pat Jourdan Non-fiction.Continue reading “Table of Contents. January 2022. Issue 13”

Letter from the Editor. Darcie Friesen Hossack with guest, Gordon Phinn

Since Solstice, here in the North, we’ve gained a few precious minutes of daily light. Some days it’s hard to tell. It’s colder now, so the warmth of the sun can feel far away. And yet, as certain as the earth’s path through the solar system, the light is returning. This issue, we are thankfulContinue reading “Letter from the Editor. Darcie Friesen Hossack with guest, Gordon Phinn”

This Christmas. fiction by Marzia Rahman

This Christmas This year, Christmas will come quietly, unceremoniously. There won’t be any Christmas party this time. Santa will come, wearing a mask, riding a chariot but he will avoid the crowd. April is the cruelest month—T. S. Eliot once wrote in his epic poem, The Waste Land—Ryan, a young Bulgarian poet in his earlyContinue reading “This Christmas. fiction by Marzia Rahman”

Carol. fiction by Julia Abelsohn

CAROL There’s no easy way to say this – I think I’m dead. I know I tend to be a pessimist – glass half empty or whatever – but I do believe that I’ve passed on to the other side. It’s because I’m having trouble moving my legs. I’m trying to move my left legContinue reading “Carol. fiction by Julia Abelsohn”

1992. fiction by DC Diamondopolous

1992 A black cloud of smoke near the intersection of Florence and Normandie drifted toward Mrs. Kim’s California Dry Cleaning store in South Central Los Angeles. She turned the sign to closed and locked the door. Her husband phoned telling her to come home. The jury had acquitted the four white police officers accusedContinue reading “1992. fiction by DC Diamondopolous”

And Still Burning. fiction by Mansour Noorbakhsh

And Still Burning We — my colleague, and I —were in Rome, Italy, in the mid 90s. We had travelled there as the engineering team of an Iranian project to work with the vendor. The Iran-Iraq war had ended and some industrial projects had been re-started in Iran. As soon as we arrived and wereContinue reading “And Still Burning. fiction by Mansour Noorbakhsh”