Surviving The Family, Escaping The Culture. By Gordon Phinn

Surviving The Family, Escaping The Culture        Memoirs consulted: Educated by Tara Westover; Rebel Mother by Peter Andreas; Menno Moto: A Journey Across the Americas in Search of My Mennonite Identity by Cameron Dueck; Unorthodox: The Scandalous Rejection of My Hasidic Roots by Deborah Feldman; Something Fierce: Memoirs of a Revolutionary Daughter by Carmen Aguirre; PivotContinue reading “Surviving The Family, Escaping The Culture. By Gordon Phinn”

Freedom is within our grasp. Non-fiction by Tomasz Herzog

Freedom is within our grasp Pesach or Passover, one of the major Jewish holidays, fascinates, inspires, and instructs me about the world and myself. Some may wonder why this is so. I don’t have just one answer and those I do have are equally important to me. Before I try to explain it, I wantContinue reading “Freedom is within our grasp. Non-fiction by Tomasz Herzog”

Passover Story, Part Two: Escape From New York, by Jacob D. Stein

Passover Story, Part Two: Escape From New York We pick up in medias res, which, for those who don’t know their Aristotle, means in the middle of the action. It was an unholy hour, around 5AM, and not a ray of sunshine was yet in sight. All the Jewish people of the Upper West SideContinue reading “Passover Story, Part Two: Escape From New York, by Jacob D. Stein”

Passover essay. By Lesley Simpson

I remember the Seders at the home of my uncle Jack and Aunt Joy in Brantford, Ontario when I was a child. My aunt made a lineup of gravity-defying sponge cakes, lined up like trophies on cake plates. Their dining room was set with a pressed white cloth, fine china, and crystal wine glasses. IContinue reading “Passover essay. By Lesley Simpson”

Adventures of another gringo who wanted to be a shaman. An interview with Nathan Horowitz, by Sylvia Petter

Adventures of another gringo who wanted to be a shaman I was going to do a Q/A with Nathan Horowitz on his writing, but then I saw that everything I wanted to know was all there on his website at https://nathandhorowitz.com I first met Nathan in Vienna at the open mic sessions at Café KafkaContinue reading “Adventures of another gringo who wanted to be a shaman. An interview with Nathan Horowitz, by Sylvia Petter”

Triple Decker. Fiction by D-L Nelson

Triple Decker Chapter 31 – Jason’s Funeral The first limousine held Peggy, her parents Patrick and Bridget, her surviving son Sean, her niece Jess, and her brother the priest Desmond. The rest of the family were in the second. Friends, neighbors and the press followed. The cars, their headlights lit, crawled through the cemetery gates.Continue reading “Triple Decker. Fiction by D-L Nelson”

Miniatures by Günther Kaip. Translated by Hillary Keel

Miniatures: Take The Feather from The Ox Take the feather from the ox to stroke the crescent moon in your lap. Try not to tickle it as things are imaginably bad : rocks break off from the mountains and fill up the valleys, trees die off and the rivers drown in the seas. Do youContinue reading “Miniatures by Günther Kaip. Translated by Hillary Keel”

Sylvia Petter in Conversation with Jane SpokenWord

Sylvia Petter is an Australian author based in Vienna, Austria. She writes in English and in German, writing short and long short stories, poetry, articles, and book reviews. Her stories appear online, in magazines, anthologies, at Ether Books and in her collections. She has attended workshops and writing conferences in Austria, Australia, Canada, France, Ireland,Continue reading “Sylvia Petter in Conversation with Jane SpokenWord”

2 poems by Mansour Noorbakhsh

Bread and Shame I open my eyes but I do not see the world. I see a child dreaming of rain in a thirsty desert that has forgotten the moment. And the song of its spring wraps itself in the cedar-shape-skirts of little girls, forgotten in a thousand-years-old-maze design that has forgotten smiling. The littleContinue reading “2 poems by Mansour Noorbakhsh”

WordCity Literary Journal. March 2021. Issue 7

Letter from the Editor, Darcie Friesen Hossack When I began to write this letter, it was March 8th: International Women’s Day. Needing to drive to the city for an appointment, I ended up far from home, and without secure access to the internet until now. And while I intended to publish this, our 7th issueContinue reading “WordCity Literary Journal. March 2021. Issue 7”