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White Wall Review is the creative writing journal in the Department of English at Toronto Metropolitan University. Established in 1976, we publish emerging and established writers and artists from across North America.

The Metropolitan Museum of Art

Featured Poetry WWR 55

Practice Plague

Hazel Yott |
October 17, 2026
I'll practice plague with the moon
I'll lie down and I'll lie up
I’ll let time pass like a corpse on the sea
If you saw...

Sean Foster

Featured Poetry WWR 55

Laika

Hazel Yott |
October 17, 2026
November 3rd, 1957: Sputnik 2 completed the first orbital spaceflight with a living creature. The formerly stray mongrel would overheat and die in...

Svetogor Maliugin

Featured Poetry WWR 55

White Noise

Hazel Yott |
October 17, 2026
Now the crucifix holds up
the telephone lines
while you thumb through
the pouring static

    Foxtrot
     ...

Amir Azari

Featured Nonfiction WWR 55

Buried Memories Are Like Flowers in the Soil

Nia Watson |
October 17, 2026

The other day I reread “How It Feels to Be Coloured Me” by Zora Neale Hurston. It was my first time in...

Jamie Curd

Featured Poetry WWR 55

Southern California Pastoral

Brent Ameneyro |
October 17, 2026
After Kobayashi Issa's "This Dewdrop World"

Poorly groomed palm trees
make me anxious. Clouds calm me—
moving & still, there

& disappearing.
Got to beat the birds to...

Mike L

Featured Poetry WWR 55

I Cut Down a Tree

Brent Ameneyro |
October 17, 2026
& it woke me in
the night. It stood there against
the vast dark sky, as

if it were never
cut, as if I could go...

GreenForce Staffing

Featured Poetry WWR 55

Brown Dirt on Brown Dirt

Brent Ameneyro |
October 17, 2026
After César Vallejo's "Piedra Negra Sobre Una Piedra Blanca"
I will die watering my plants,
& when I do, leave me
in the dirt. I...

austin_7792

Featured Fiction WWR 55

Pam Sunday

Kirsti Mikoda |
October 15, 2026

Madonna Chafe sat and shivered in the wooden pew, clad in her least offensive dress and best pair of rubber boots. Her...

JJ Shev

Featured Fiction WWR 55

Crows and Neighbours

Sharon Berg |
October 15, 2026

A brilliant blue sky arches above the trees. From the doorway of his farmhouse, Sam watches a large flock of black birds...

Chris Bair

Featured Fiction WWR 55

No True Dream

Isabella Hudson |
October 15, 2026

Then she died, compressed underneath the six layers of concrete of the apartment. The white walls turned a pale, earthy colour from...

Donna G

Featured Poetry WWR 55

Secrets of a First Marriage

Susan Atkinson |
October 14, 2026
By the end I would say
I'd known from the beginning
the way rain surely knows
it will momentarily bead on a leaf
only to slip from...

Guillaume DHALLUIN

Featured Poetry WWR 55

Clean

Susan Atkinson |
October 14, 2026
My first husband was a drug addict when
I married him on an October afternoon

on a bright October afternoon with white
boutonnière pinned proud, he...

alexanderafan

Featured Nonfiction WWR 55

Men of Steel

Adrian Shepherd-Gawinski |
October 14, 2026

The changeroom at Remington’s Men of Steel, Toronto’s only all-male fully-nude licensed strip club, was underground, down a spiralling black stairwell and...

Bo Schoonejans

Featured Poetry WWR 55

we worms

Ruthie Yudelson |
October 14, 2026
know food & home r interchangeable.
once u learn this, ull love better. have more mercy
in each other & own heavy bonishness.

arcticworks

Featured Poetry

Game Day

Edward Dewar |
October 10, 2026

It begins
in utero.
We mumble

incantations
and trust in our lucky
pennies.

Diego PH

Featured Poetry

Here & Now

Edward Dewar |
October 10, 2026

Alive and happy.

The brim of my hat
pulled low,
hands

in my pockets,

Tolga Ahmetler

Featured Fiction

Shaved Feet

Erica Stretton |
September 4, 2026

‘I bet you kill animals.’ His sea-glass eyes gleam, and his voice rises. ‘That’s what happens on farms, animals get killed and eaten. Or they die because they aren’t looked after. Animals die…’

Adhitya Sibikumar

Featured Fiction

Icicles and Birthday Clothes

Preston Lang |
September 4, 2026

“Well, she hates Joni Mitchell.” She nodded to the CD player. “I can tell you that much.” Jackie shook her head sadly.

“Oh, sweetheart. You’ll come around.”

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