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Notes of a Mediocre Man: Stories of India and America
Two brothers come to school and do nothing but tell stories. A young woman works...
Us Fools Believing
A homeless woman grieves her son's death. A drug addict breaks through his withdrawal and...
Waiting for Stalin to Die
Fleeing Stalin's advance into Lithuania, shaken by communism and war, four refugees end up in...
Three by Three
This collection comprises three stories each by three Quebecois authors.
Lucia's Eyes and Other Stories
The resistance of the human spirit in face of time, disloyalty, and oblivion is the...
Life Stories
I have written Life Stories virtually in the space of one breath -- these stories...
Joe Fiorito spent 18 hours in total, over the course of three days, on the corner of Victoria and Queen in downtown Toronto watching the city go by and recording what he saw. The rhythms of the city ebb and flow according to the time of day. The declarative sentence is the best brush to paint an objective portrait of the city we live in. It is an example of what happens when you stay put and observe a single place or thing for a very long time.

"Metropolitan United Church. / A man takes a snapshot of the spires. / A man sleeps on the grass. / A man sleeps on the steps of the church."
Rust Is a Form of Fire

Joe Fiorito
Rust Is a Form of Fire
Writing Our Way Home
Falsipedies & Fibsiennes
Polish[ed]: Poland Rooted in Canadian Fiction
Naked in the Sanctuary
Mirror Image
Looking Through My Mother's Eyes: Life Stories of Nine Italian Immigrant Women in Canada
Natural Stories #1
Holy Fools + 2 Stories
Middle-Aged Boys & Girls
Nobody Looks That Young Here
At the Copa