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When I was a young girl in Montreal in the 80s, I adored glossy magazines. The shelves in pharmacies, supermarkets, and newsstands were where I always lingered when accompanying my […]
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When I was a young girl in Montreal in the 80s, I adored glossy magazines. The shelves in pharmacies, supermarkets, and newsstands were where I always lingered when accompanying my […]
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The Masters Review is an online and in print publication celebrating new and emerging writers. We are on the lookout for the best new talent with hopes of publishing stories
“Night Stencils” 2021 Summer Short Story Award Winner Continue reading »
Bewitched by Arabic Being both Egyptian and Canadian, my world resonates in the languages I acquired Arabic, French, English, and Spanish. Everyday conversation with friends and family will be a
Writer’s Project #1 “Autoethnography” Continue reading »
There’s a bird I see sometimes when I walk the dog. It looks like a heron—long saffron flamingo legs, white cotton grey bodice, two crested feathers on the back of
Have you endured the scorching of Ra? Or have you basked in his enlightenment? Have you indulged in his possibilities? Or have you triumphed over Psamathe? Have you been lost
She had disappeared once again, able to find shelter in the run down monuments, able to distract their attention while she became one of the shadows. They all knew her,
I am Spartacus Continue reading »
She opened the closet to pull out her clothes, and there it lay staring at her. Elizabeth’s ring. She looked at the mirror, and started caressing her cheeks the same
Standing there, she is untroubled by the gazing eyes and knows that this is common practice. She is so attractive. She stands fluttering her brightly colored feathers and waits for