“marinated citrus” by Sasha at Matchstick Coffee Riley Park


Wednesday March 15, 2017 at Matchstick
6:55pm
5 minutes
From the menu at Matchstick Coffee Riley Park

When Beth gets home she sees a salad on the counter – endive, roasted beets, marinated blood orange, goat cheese, pickled red onion. “Hello?” she calls, unsure who she is expecting to reply, and if she’ll like it if someone does. Dustin gave his key back the last time he looked after Jemima, the cat. Of course no one answers, she doesn’t know what she was possibly thinking. Lily. Of course! She watered Beth’s plants when Beth was white water canoeing in August. She texts her sister, “Did you make a most beautiful salad at my place today?” and then she backspaces because she remembers that Lily is on a ten day silent meditation retreat.

“rejection is deeply painful” by Sasha on her pullout couch


Tuesday March 14, 2017
11:30pm
5 minutes
Daring Greatly
Brené Brown


You start keeping a sketchbook. You just turned fifty and your son just moved back into the basement and you aren’t sure exactly why but he’s driving you crazy. He’s thirty five and he just left his “common-law partner”, at least that’s how he explains Troy. You need a reason to get out of the house and so you take the number thirteen bus to the cafe on Arlington Avenue. You order a brownie and a peppermint tea. You start sketching the ways in which he drives you crazy. The mopey face. The dishes in the sink. The orange running shoes. The constant chatter. The “common-law partner”.

“I don’t ever think about death” by Sasha at the Airbnb in Kelowna


Monday March 13, 2017
11:32pm
5 minutes
Glory And Gore
Lorde

He breathes fire
He drives a yellow Honda
Civic and always
goes at least thirty
kilometers over
the speed limit

I’m not sure if
he thinks that
he’s beyond the
parameters of life
and death or if
he’s just jacked
up on energy drinks
and the fact that
his muscles are growing

He isn’t interested
in women or girls
He goes to work at
the lumber yard and
then he drives to
the gym

That’s it really

Sometimes he’ll go
to a party at Steve’s
place and when he’s
there everyone will
say

“Why don’t you ever
hang out, man?”

“You live on campus?” by Sasha on her couch


Sunday March 12, 2017
1:05am
5 minutes
Overheard on the 4 going west

My dorm room was on the fourth floor of the Fine Arts residence. When my Mom dropped me off – a few boxes, a laundry hamper, some bedding, a plant from Ikea – I turned away from all the people screaming in the quad. I remember putting my black and white postcards on the wall from Paris, Vienna, Greece and Switzerland, and putting the framed photograph of my boyfriend and I on the desk. I remember brushing my teeth in the communal bathroom. I remember telling my Mom that I wasn’t sure if this was going to work out.

“rejection is deeply painful” by Julia on her bed


Tuesday March 14, 2017
10:00pm
5 minutes
Daring Greatly
Brené Brown


I am gutted when I realize how wrong I have been
I think a lot about the feeling of my guts being yanked out of me
My belly ripped open
My heart now more exposed
I didn’t know that you were also worried
I didn’t know that you felt pain in the same spot as I did
You are amazed I am still crying
I am amazed you are still here
A hundred years ago we met and we’re still fighting for ease
I didn’t know that you felt pain the same spot as I did
I’m sad for all the simplicity I’ve avoided
I have never been a speaker of few words
You don’t need my apology for that
It’s a nice way to distract you from my genuine fear of being alive and fully feeling everything sharp