“within the high-rise’s stairway” by Julia at her dining table


Tuesday June 7, 2016
11:01pm
5 minutes
Flushed
David Delisca


Ellen told Brody she wouldn’t be joining him on the hike this year but she didn’t give him much notice. She had been holding off on saying anything until she knew for sure if she could or not. Brody didn’t think to ask if there was a reason. He focused on the fact that Ellen bailed on him so last minute and he had already put his money down. Brody sent a lot of passive aggressive messages telling Ellen that he wished he could “find a way to make some much needed cash asap–life is so unexpected, you know?” Ellen didn’t have the heart to tell him what was really going on in case he decided not to go all together. The last thing she needed was her best friend giving up something he had looked forward to every year just to stay at home and offer some unwanted pity. Ellen toggled between telling him the whole truth, and avoiding anything but.

“Inn of Olde” by Sasha at her kitchen table


Monday March 24, 2014
9:45pm
5 minutes
from the sign for Linda’s in Quidi Vidi, NF

She thought she was something that she wasn’t. She was trying, for his sake. “Sure,” she’d said, “let’s do it.” It was his dream to hike the Torres del Paine in Chile and how could I hold a guy back from his dream, or be left behind. “There’s no pressure,” he said, “you have to do something like this for you.

She’d never been so hot in her life and her thighs were chafed and her heels were blistered. He was happier than she’d ever seen him, smiling like it was the best day of his life. “It’s the best day of my LIFE!” He said, as he stretched in their tent every morning. She groaned. “Come on, trooper,” he pushed her shoulder, “let’s make breakfast…” She wanted to bite him, to punch him in the stomach, to push him down as he sped down the trail faster than she could. She wanted to break up with him, the reason she was out here in the first place, the reason she was tired and sore and angry. But, then what? They had seven more days to go.

“we chase our dreams deep under water” by Sasha at her desk


Sunday December 22, 2013
9:12pm
5 minutes
Hold Me For Now
Skinny Bitches


My backpack is heavier than when I started, and not because I’ve picked anything up. Hiking the Kalalau trail came to me in a dream. I had just left my lover, lost my job and cut my hair. You’ve had those times, I know you have. We all have and will, still. During that time I dreamt of tigers and jungles and skies with rockets. I dreamt of slicing pig snouts and skiing across sand. And then, I dreamt of the Kalalau trail. I didn’t even know it existed. I had to look it up. I don’t do my “looking up” like most people of my generation. I take the Encyclopedia from the bottom of my bookshelf and sift through the transparent pages. There it is. An eleven mile trail on the Napali Coast of the smallest Hawaiian island, Kauai. I booked my flight and here I am, three months later, my backpack heavier than when I started. It isn’t actually heavier, but it feels so, my ankles blistered and my body covered in scrapes and sweat.

“I can’t even go on Facebook today” by Sasha in the Alberta Theatre Projects Rehearsal Hall


Wednesday, July 10, 2013
7:14pm
5 minutes
Overheard by Sasha in the rehearsal hall

She couldn’t believe that you did it over text message. “Hey V, this isn’t working. I’m sorry. B” She couldn’t believe that you didn’t even take the time to write her full name. She called you thirty nine times, never leaving a message, but waiting til the voicemail kicked in so that you’d have to delete, you’d have to spend time thinking about what you’d done. She sent you a single e-mail. It read: “You are the absolute worst.” She didn’t sign off. She didn’t fill in the subject line.

She’s been playing this game. She’s been seeing how many Pringles she can fit into her mouth at once. She asked me to change her Facebook password because she can’t go on. She’ll creep you. She’ll look at and maybe even download every picture that you’re tagged in. She won’t be able to resist Liking your status from a couple of weeks ago that involved a hike in the hills and her beautiful sunburn.