Before the Beginning The Pickle Salesman

She came from the murky depths, the darkness swaddled her, shaped her. She turned circles and somersaults trying to find

the way up. She was a creature conceived in darkness, but was the child of light. She pulled herself out of the quagmire and into the land of light where the Eve

of day began. The garden was bright, dry, and clean; luscious, fruiting green trees and plants surrounded the bog from which she came.

But she reached back into that other realm, grasped the hand of her lover, and brought him into the world

they would create together.

Robertson Library - Food for Fines

Do you have library fines? Would you like to help a fellow student or family on Campus? :

Bring 1- 5 non-perishable food or grocery item (e.g. canned goods, pasta, light bulbs, toilet paper, etc.) for the Campus Food Bank to the Circulation Desk at the Library

from Monday Nov. 24 to Monday Dec. 15 and we’ll

deduct $2.00 per item (up to $10.00) from your library fines.

He comes by twice a week to show and sell so many kinds of pickles in his jars.

Some have beetles pickled in their shell;

he even has, he says, snarrots from Mars. Snarrots, I am told, are just carrots that bite with garlic and pepper; but do you believe he went away to Mars? That is a mite

too far fetched for a simple man to achieve. His best saltpetre and pepper pickles prickle an unsuspecting tongue; but his cashew, pecan and maple. pickle give a tickle

to teeth, a tickle which dentists eschew. But his favourite pickle is kept in a firkin, and well known it is, as a common gherkin.

Day at the Beach

I slip my hands under the blanket of sand, the hot grains burning; my hands wriggle deeper into the cooler unsunned sands. My fingers drink in the coolness as my back reddens.

You appear behind me, your shadow temporarily quenching the intense rays; ocean drips from you like the coolness of a limestone cave. Smoothing out the sand, I draw pictures while you let the drips fall and chill at random.

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