Satire by Anne Sorbie, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3


Anne Sorbie A MODEST PROPOSAL For Sending Alberta Children Back To School Since there is a growing number of COVID-19 cases among the province’s school-age population, our proposal suggests closing schools immediately and forming a test group to better determine and predict future rates of infection. First, we highly recommend engaging in the test group, … Continue reading Satire by Anne Sorbie, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3

Short Fiction by Jenn Ashton, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3


Jenn Ashton Still (reprinted with permission by Tidewater Press) A few times a year I start to feel the walls closing in. The house seems smaller and I realize that it’s probably getting too cluttered in here. Although I watched Marie Kondo’s program on decluttering religiously and even bought the book, the habits did not … Continue reading Short Fiction by Jenn Ashton, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3

Short Fiction by by Janice MacDonald, WordCity Monthly


Janice MacDonald The Piano The nuns were amazingly accommodating of her mother, a Protestant divorcee, who couldn’t get through traffic to pick her up till after four. Normally, girls at the convent school didn’t start piano lessons right away, but they called the music teacher, who ran her through some exercises, pronounced her musical and … Continue reading Short Fiction by by Janice MacDonald, WordCity Monthly

Book Review by Edward A. Ayugho, of Joshua Akemecha’s Timeless Memories,” WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3


Edward A. Ayugho FROM TIMELESS MEMORIES TO TIMELESS INSIGHTS: A REVIEW OF JOSHUA AKEMECHA’S TIMELESS  MEMORIES AT ITS LAUNCH ON FRIDAY 8TH JULY 2016 IN BAMENDA, BY EDWARD A. AYUGHO   INTRODUCTION Society constitutes the field in poetry for the poet who knows to reap his literary grain from the tares that are sowed there. … Continue reading Book Review by Edward A. Ayugho, of Joshua Akemecha’s Timeless Memories,” WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3

Poetry by William S. Peters, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3


William S. Peters A poem for the dead “I die daily” It is not as if I planned on dying . . . At least not at this time, But I, we always knew That death always lurked In the white shadows Of our lives Our hues and pigmentation Was a non-red flag That signaled … Continue reading Poetry by William S. Peters, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3

Poetry by Diana Manole, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3


Diana Manole Bliss Molecules To COVID-19 Survivors   The smell of water, fresh water, seawater, dead water, marshes and streams, water carrying her away— folded, squished rocked on the tides of a second Noah’s flood come true, no ark in sight, no piece of timber randomly afloat, all expectations lowered to the basics “Lower her!” … Continue reading Poetry by Diana Manole, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3

Poetry by Heidi Greco, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3


Heidi Greco Flyer We were grumbling again about the long isolationloud enough to trade complaintswith the tenant next door, her stamp- size balcony butting up to ours, neighbourlyenough, in the realm of concrete condos high above the world on the 21st floor  (privileged as we know we are), the oceanmerely blocks away, our view this spanof … Continue reading Poetry by Heidi Greco, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3

Poetry by Tim Suermondt, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3


Tim Suermondt   LONGEVITY The city and I have gotten older. When we walk arm-in-arm now for the sake of walking this is as good as it gets and we see clearer than ever before, as if looking through strange, new eyes—what lucidity. Here’s the dusk spooling over the avenue, slowly both closing it down … Continue reading Poetry by Tim Suermondt, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3

Hybrid Poetry by Mbizo Chirasha, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3


Mbizo Chirasha MIDNIGHT MONOLOGUES (thought tracks on bad politics, quarantine, exile and isolation) * (i). I smell the heavy scent of the night, pitch black night It is sunset on the foothills of my country, I smell the heavy scent of the pitch-black night, pitch black night   coils into this tired land feigning its … Continue reading Hybrid Poetry by Mbizo Chirasha, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3

Poetry Essay by Mbizo Chirasha, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3


Mbizo Chirasha The Power of Poetry and the rise of Underground Voices I am writing a letter to dissidents farting hatred in CongoCongo, My Nagasaki pimping the state for hot bread and cheap slogans.Darfur, My Hiroshima, fermenting coup d’états in breweries of warDissidents plucking off the petals of the revolution. Drinking thepassion fruit of freedomI … Continue reading Poetry Essay by Mbizo Chirasha, WordCity Monthly Nov2020 Issue3