Josie Di Sciascio-Andrews

2 poems by Josie Di Sciascio-Andrews

Earwig You hatched from your mottled egg Glossy black, like a coffee bean. Dexterous and slim, you unhinged A crooked quickness from calamity Into the fissures of furniture And ill-fitting floor trim. Once, in horror, I watched you slide From the plastic holes Of a 60’s telephone receiver. Pincers mongering old wives’ tales. Insinuating dreadContinue reading “2 poems by Josie Di Sciascio-Andrews“

My mother, my father, myself. Fiction by Josie Di Sciascio-Andrews.

“Walking, I am listening to a deeper way. Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands.” Linda Hoga, 1947. (Native American Writer) My mother, my father, myself My father met my mother in 1954, in the decade after the endContinue reading “My mother, my father, myself. Fiction by Josie Di Sciascio-Andrews.”

Books Reviewed. By Gordon Phinn

Books Referenced: The Dig, John Preston (Penguin2007/21) My Salinger Year, Joanna Rakoff (Knopf 2014) On Opium, Carlyn Zwarenstein (Goose Lane 2021) Bread and Water, dee Hobsbawn-Smith (University of Regina Press 2021) Books Wars, John B. Thompson (Polity Press 2021) Everything and Less, Mark McGurl (Verso 2021) The Collected Poetry of Carol Shields, ed. Nora FosterContinue reading “Books Reviewed. By Gordon Phinn”