Join us on Wednesday April 23rd as we celebrate the launch of our annual print issue of EDDA Art & Literary Magazine.
Doors open @ 5:45 p.m. in E1
Refreshments & Cake will be served.
Student...
(inspired by "Who Is She")
My feet stopped and my head looked up at the gray sky, the clouds slowly forming around the sun’s vision. Ahh.. It’s getting cold, I need to hurry and get to school, why...
In this place where we are all united by nation, but differentiated by odors, same by bodily features and functions but different by body hygiene. To some, or even to many in dressing areas in school,...
The night was relatively crisp despite it being spring. Even though it was chilly, people still populated the skinny roads. The street vendors are most profitable the minute the moon rises. For it was...
Introduction
“So, Ross, was it?” Said the Interrogation Officer. He was reading off of a piece of paper; it was full of statistics and information which he held in his paw, “Tell me, what business...
On a stormy night, a boy named Evan sat on his bed. He was fidgeting with his plushies, clenching them every time lightning struck. His room was a dark void with rapid strikes of light cutting through...
Aaron sits in the third to last row of his "Anatomy of Multinational Corporations Involvement in Neocolonialism 405" class at the University of British Columbia and scribbles at his laptop display once...
Writers were asked to include the following objects in a story of 100-300 words:
onion, magnifying glass, flower
“What’re you two doing in here?” The voice heard was gravely and deep. Slowly, I...
Prologue
My eyes opened and instantly squinted against the sun. “Why did we have to put the bed right in front of the window where the sun rises every morning ?” I quietly grumbled. I threw my...
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