The Alexandrian

The Alexandrian is a quarterly online journal of art and thought published by the Catholic youth of Canada. Along with founding editor, Catherine Nolan, assistant editors included -- Amy Gordon, Andrew Moran, Andrew Rivera, David Gresko, Heather Dahl, Joseph Vasko, Mark Gamez, Monica Murphy, Peter O'Hagan, and Rose Nolan.
We are proud to have incorporated this fine youth journal of culture into Media Cova in July 2011. To add your content to the Alexandrian Journal please register on Media Cova and request "author" priveleges.
Tuesday, 22 July 2008 14:32
“Choice” is a word that is bandied around today with remarkable ease and frequency. We often speak of “choice” with respect to trivial matters: the choice of where to eat for lunch, what to wear to an interview, where to do our grocery shopping. Or, we might consider “choice” and “choices” to refer more properly to decisions that change our lives, such as whether I should marry, whom I should marry, what I shall do with my life, and so on. Most recently, “choice” has been given a particular notoriety in ethics, as it is increasingly used to justify questionable practices
Monday, 21 July 2008 15:08
“Ms. Fisher, how are you today?” The man in the sitting room stood up and began to approach when the lab-coated man abruptly stopped him. “Sir, I’m here to help this woman and you cannot interfere. Please let her come forward.” The man who had brought the girl was somewhat taken aback and was about to protest, and looked at the girl at the window. She motioned him to allow the older man that freedom. He let the man in the lab coat take the little girl. The pit of her stomach twisted. In her bewilderment, she was easily led down the hall.
Monday, 21 July 2008 14:44

Strangely enough, his plummeting disillusionment only strengthened his desire to surrender. If she were manipulating him, he could give in, and this tension between them would end. At any rate, he would not need to think about it any more that night. A willing victim often seems less a victim: in fact, he becomes a slave – but Jorge could not think of that; he only saw the promise of relief in submission. Just a vague but pervasive fear, remembering the calculating assessment of her eyes upon him, kept him on his knees in front of the altar. He tried to think again of Christ, of anything.
Monday, 21 July 2008 13:25

I gather my thoughts in a bundle
Collecting them slowly, not rushed,
Then tying them up with a promise
In silence. Their voices are hushed.
And then I can start on my writing.
Distractions and passions are gone:
Forgetting the typist beside me,
The fridge, and the sun on the lawn.