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It is with profound sadness that I announce the closure of Broken Pencil Magazine, an independent publication I co-founded 30 […]
Dear friends, Broken Pencil’s fabulous thirty year run has concluded. But we are going to keep our website and archives […]
With many of these speculative stories rooted in sci-fi, the line between reality and metaphor nearly disappears, playing with a reader’s inability to clearly differentiate between fact and fiction when it comes to the realities of disability.
Life doesn’t unfold in a neat narrative, neither does Kelly Fruh's brief, deft, illustrated vignettes.
"People will beg for AI-free content like they do for water that isn’t tainted with lead. And when AI becomes synonymous with ‘Shit,’ it will die like every other Silicon Valley Clown Show and nobody will miss it."
Overview “Urban Legends” is a compilation zine about urban legends, local myths, and folklore. Share your writing or art that’s […]
View all Calls for SubmissionsBy Jon Paul Fiorentino “Behind the hill — four o’ clock. Be there!” This was the socially accepted way to declare […]
By Ken Foster The neighbour boy has been having a problem with hairballs. He won’t stop licking the cat. They’ve tried […]
By Emily Schultz I don’t like talking about my time spent as a sex slave for Canadian literature. But it does […]
By Jason Dickson Definition of the Mockropera: 1) The cumulative and exaggerated musical exposition resulting from a ridiculous love of standard and […]
By Derek Murr 1. Don’t worry about sounding lame. Didn’t you get the memo? Enthusiasm is the new ironic detachment. Your […]
By Leanna McLennan The Southwest Rapist parks his brown van in the Canadian Tire parking lot between me and the school. […]
By James Harbeck You will not like the laces. They are evil, they lash out at you, the aglets ripping your […]
By Mandy Lui We push two blue and two red canoes into St. Nora Lake. The sun beams down on us […]
By David Solway When I was five years old I was dragged off the street by our Catholic neighbour, stood before […]
By Lesley Buxton Here is a list of things I have stolen for Clare: a brand new tube of scarlet, Chanel […]
By Anna Bowness My best friend at school was Mary Clare. Together, we lurked and skulked around downtown London, Ontario, wearing […]
By broken pencil Richard Marsella (best known as Friendly Rich) is the hardest working artist in Brampton. Over the past ten […]