Tag Archives: Calgary

Milk and Honey: A Prologue

It was a most usual night, the evening Luc called. I had spread a coat of disinfectant across the textured cement floor of Westhills Safeway’s recently renovated butcher shop. Thick white foam bubbled and popped at my feet as I … Continue reading

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Sister Sport

One summer day, my mother took me to my grandparents’ place. She’d packed a small bag with some of my clothes and favourite toys. As we drove to their townhouse on the hill, I could tell that something was different … Continue reading

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First Visions (Milk and Honey Revised First Chapter)

There are memories before Luc. My genesis was met with a remote future possibility: Doctor Hames found a loose knot in my umbilical chord when she delivered me. She christened me the miracle child. Many visions remain: I carried them … Continue reading

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Demolition

I came into the world at 6:00 AM on a rainy, Summer morning in June. I was born in a Calgary Hospital which was destined to be demolished twenty years later in order to make way for some “kick-ass condos” … Continue reading

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A Winter’s Tale of Two Cities (or, An Ode to Victorian Winters)

My current conception of Winter is radically different that the one I carried with me on my motorcycle as I moved here from the prairies over five years ago. In Calgary, the first snowfall of the year usually occurs in … Continue reading

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Between Memory and Dream

All of the memories I’ve recorded thus far are conventional remembrances. But there are also visions poking around in the back of my mind which are cut from an entirely different sort of fabric. These memories, detached from tangible reality, … Continue reading

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A Townhouse on the Hill (Part Three)

I have no memory of the funeral. I imagine flowers, a very plain casket, and children running everywhere, intuitively doing their best to lightennthe mood. My grandfather was a preacher; actually, both of my grandfathers were preachers. I bet the … Continue reading

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