Author: stephen t berg

  We bummed cigarettes from each other. Blewsmoke rings across the Yorkton Regional loading dock.Had nicknames for each other.I was Jake, you were Schnitz.We ro...

  For twenty-five years (according to my journal), I have started my day by reading Psalms. Every month, loosely obedient to St. Benedict, I make my way through...

  The lesson of Monday’s Canadian election, for every leader and every party, was and is humility. For Pierre Poilievre, mere months ago, comfortably gliding to...

  May those who sow in tears, reap with shouts of joy. Psalm 126 threatening shadowsa stab of deep painthe clock’s constant warningendings mounting like thunder...