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we meet up and you’re drunk happy because the canucks won 3-1 and all i can do is question the idea of cheering for a team that actually has a chance of winning you play off that you’re offended and i try to explain that cheering for a team that...
My journey to Regina, or what a new friend describes as the “asshole of Canada,” sees asphalt snakes curling around B.C.’s mountains, flattening into seas of indistinguishable sameness; my eyes going screwy with nothing to grasp onto but the...
The stage is in the shape of a large cardboard robot, set up in the park alongside a busy road in Kitsilano. The puppets are four brothers, each occupying one of the puppeteer’s fingers, and a fifth, dead brother lays prone and gray on his...
A play unfolds in acts and scenes, drawing you into a literary world. For me, however, it created a space to reflect on my past and feel less unsure about the future. I moved to Vancouver from Hong Kong right after the height of the pandemic,...
Let’s play, he said, What's at stake? The human who bleeds black and white? A new primary? Every colour under the rainbow? A colouring lesson everybody knew: Numbers, lines, raising hands, cries. What’s next? The dolls—what a dream! They...
A clawfoot bathtub. J’adore Dior eau de toilette. A leather saddle. A hardware store. A butcher knife. A needle-point picture of a mushroom. Kikkoman soy sauce. All of these items on Vancouver’s Facebook Marketplace could be yours—if you’re...
