The first time I was alone there were no dogs. 

Twenty years later dogs were everywhere, dogs in front of every house, loose and snarling,
we could not walk anywhere, wherever we went
at night there were dogs, they didn’t sniff our hands …

Poem, in its entirety, is available in the printed version of the current issue.


Aaron Rabinowitz writes poetry, creative nonfiction, and fiction. He won Meridian’s Short Prose Prize, PRISM international’s Creative Nonfiction Contest, and CANSCAIP’s Writing for Children Competition. He has held residencies in British Columbia, California, and Oregon, and his writing has been supported by the Canada Council for the Arts. His work is published or forthcoming in the Dalhousie Review, Acta Victoriana, the Nashwaak Review, Cherry Tree, and Jabberwock Review.

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