Arden looks helplessly around Ivey’s room, her eyes darting wildly from the closet to the backpack on the floor to the drawers of her desk, wishing she could tear it all apart and uncover some piece of her child, something stashed away, hidden. Letters, a diary, poems, notes she’s passed to friends in class. ArdenContinue reading “RKS CANADIAN LITERATURE: Teen Phone Obsession and Illiteracy (Joanna Goodman)”
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RKS CANADIAN LITERATURE: Teen Phone Obsession (Joanna Goodman)
Scott didn’t think Ivey having her own phone at eleven was a problem. Meth is a problem he’d say. Opioids are a problem. Let her have a phone. But he isn’t here to see how the powerful triumvirate of Instagram, Snapchat, and TikTok have brainwashed his sweet daughter; how it’s shaped her personality, reprogrammed herContinue reading “RKS CANADIAN LITERATURE: Teen Phone Obsession (Joanna Goodman)”
RKS CANADIAN LITERATURE: Guilt the Unavoidable Destiny of Widowhood (Joanna Goodman)
He slams the car door and steps back onto the sidewalk with a friendly wave. Alone in the cab, Arden lets her head fall back against the seat. She closes her eyes, feeling a little bit tipsy and disappointed, a lot guilty. As the taxi pulls into the street, she wonders if her feelings forContinue reading “RKS CANADIAN LITERATURE: Guilt the Unavoidable Destiny of Widowhood (Joanna Goodman)”
RKS CANADIAN LITERATURE: Cleaning Up Dog Shit and Marriage Vows (Joanna Goodman)
She does not feel young. She holds up her hand and twists her wedding band around her finger. Scott put it on her for the first time on a rooftop terrace in Gramercy Park, a lifetime ago. They were married there by a Unitarian minster, with only their families and a handful of good friendsContinue reading “RKS CANADIAN LITERATURE: Cleaning Up Dog Shit and Marriage Vows (Joanna Goodman)”
RKS CANADIAN Literature: (Michael Ondaatje)Thermometer of Blood
“She never looked at herself in mirrors again. As the war got darker she received reports about how certain people she had known died. She feared the day she would remove blood from a patient’s face and discover her father or someone who had served her food across a counter on Danforth Avenue. She grewContinue reading “RKS CANADIAN Literature: (Michael Ondaatje)Thermometer of Blood”
RKS CANADIAN Literature: Shell Shocked Nurses (Michael Ondaatje)
“Nurses too became shell-shocked from the dying around them. Or from something as small as a letter. They would carry a severed arm down the hall, or swab at blood that never stopped, as if the wound were a well, and they began to believe in nothing, trusted nothing. They broke the way a manContinue reading “RKS CANADIAN Literature: Shell Shocked Nurses (Michael Ondaatje)”
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