“This book does remind you that even a puddle is a portal, a body of water that holds meaning, life, and an alternative universe.” Dear Readers, I am pleased to share this new interview with you all! Our poetry...
I am pleased to (belatedly) share the second runner-up for the 2025 Grouse Grind Lit Prize for V. Short Forms, Henry Osborne’s God’s County! This piece takes us on a journey past the end of the road, urging us...
The first runner-up for the 2024 Pacific Spirit poetry prize, Michael Okafor’s I Keep Touching Myself To The Theory That The Bullet Is A Metaphysical Construct, lives up to the enormous promise of its name. This poem starts with...
Image: In From Out by Parsa Malihipour (fka Glossy Pupils) (from Issue 63.2, Spring 2025). Hello dear reader! Happy solstice to you and yours <3 As we wait for the days to slowly grow longer, I’d like to offer...
Image: Ocean of Tears by Rin Yu (from issue 63.2, Spring 2025). PRISM Prompts is a treasure chest full of muses, wonderings, and inspiration for both seasoned writers who are itching for a new approach to their craft and new...
Image: Echoing Steps by Esmee van Zeeventer (from issue 63.2, Spring 2025). Hello beautiful reader! As we move towards the colder months, I have been returning to our Winter 2025 issue, PRISM 63.1 SPELLS (sold-out). This was a very...
Hello all! I’m excited to introduce this new online segment, “From the Archives,” where we’ll share and celebrate some selected pieces from the PRISM archives. To start us off, I’ve selected Kyle Okeke’s “Gate of Wonder,” 2nd runner-up for...
Trading Beauty Secrets with the DeadBy Erina HarrisWolsak & Wynn, 2024 Review by Rosalie Morris Trading Beauty Secrets with the Dead is a new collection of poetry from Edmonton-based author Erina Harris. The collection is a complex celebration of...
echolalia echolaliaJane ShiBrick Books, 2024 Review by Madelaine Caritas Longman After reading the first poem in Jane Shi’s debut, echolalia echolalia, I put down the book and paced in circles. My heart knocked against my chest; my fingers transfigured...