Speak Up!

Nellie McClung, Feminist, Politician, Writer First, they came for the journalists, and I did not speak up because I am not a journalist. Then they came for the academics, and I did not speak up because I not an academic. Then they came for the artists, the poets, the...

Masterpieces and Mishmash

As I sit at my desk, I watch a kaleidoscope of frosted patterns dance across my windows. I remember how on winter mornings as a child my sister and I would stand on the edge of our beds in our little nylon nightgowns and blow on the ice encrusted panes that lined one...

Cinnamon Rouge- A poem for February

Cinnamon Rouge Cinnamon Rouge By Heike Mertins Cinnamon Rouge Spicy, warm and red Vibrant It fills my mouth with brazen delight And fairies sashay lightly cross my tongue Cool, cool blue So cold I taste your icicles Crackling, crisp, sharp and brittle Broken...