Fiction | The Walrus

The legs of two people, both reading and reclining on beach chairs, are in the foreground. They are facing a lake and trees with a bright sun overhead.

Fiction / Poetry

Summer Reading 2021

July 2, 2021July 4, 2021 - by The Walrus Staff

New fiction and poetry for the times we live in

The face of a woman is in the foreground. She is lying down and looking up. In the background is a forest landscape at night with mountains and stars visible. The silhouette of a creature peeks out above the treetops.

Fiction / July/August 2021

Giganto

July 1, 2021June 30, 2021 - by Charlotte Gill

Giganto is known by various names: almasty, migyhur, meh-teh, dzu-teh. Around here, the common term is a bastardization of a word from a Coast Salish language, Sásq’ets, or “wild man.”

A family with two parents and five children hold hands around a table. A bowl is in front of each person and the parents’ clasped hands are large in the foreground.

Fiction / July/August 2021

Little Sanctuary

June 25, 2021 - by Randy Boyagoda

The bus sped past abandoned houses, burned-out cars, skinny cows, masked and bandaged people running to the road at the sight of a vehicle, any vehicle, and others running away

A man, in the background and mostly out of frame, holds a large guitar. A smaller man in the foreground stands at the start of a curvy golden path, drawn in place of the strings of the guitar, which leads to a dandelion in the distance.

Fiction / July/August 2021

Private Hands

June 16, 2021June 17, 2021 - by Michael LaPointe

My job title was personal assistant, but all my duties pertained to Harvey’s collection. Provenance was everything. A purchase had to be like a royal marriage, the lineage assured.