Poetry

Blood Quantum

By Francine Cunningham
when you look at me do you see my blood quantum? / the quantities of who i am poured down / from generation to generation /   / do you see the...

I let my younger brother use my headphones, and he used them for evil.

By Angeline Schellenberg
I let my younger brother use my headphones, and he used them for evil. He listened to the absolute worst music on the planet, and I am so ashamed. He stole me...

Or, Perhaps You Have

By Douglas Walbourne-Gough
Morning, early September. Still dark, / a proper chill reminding me how / short our summers really are, how / much good can come from a thermos / of coffee. We’re sitting...

Lion and Tiger

By Grace Lau
while you were entering the wu tang we wore our jeans low, taught our bodies to pop and lock a love song that flows like water, hits beats like bamboo sticks on...

Kaiteur

By Natasha Ramoutar
It exists on a frayed embroidered map, where I pulled at gold threads, searching for the first stitch. We trail over roots and rocks next to the unbarred water, until we reach...

metro

By Tazi Rodrigues
and then she emerges / on the corner of peel & maisonneuve, her / city legs tired and out of kilter. / she has been lost in the forest: / picking blackberries...

Delilah, tonight

By Jase Falk
It takes so much out of you, / not the living, but the space between. / When it’s so cold clouds can’t form, / the sun sees everything. /             His hair...
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startled shut

By Jocelyn Anderson
you draw winter near / with gnathic aptitude / the lockjaw of late autumn / startled shut, rivers grow covers / smothered, lifeblood slows in the veins /   / beavers in...
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Vermiculture

By Sarah Ens
When I think about dying, I think about worms, / how their bodies churn dirt from decay. Comforting, / perhaps, the resurrection of human use. / Kim’s roommate worm-composts, sells bins /...