Poetry
Lion and Tiger
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
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
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
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
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
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 /...
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Letter to Hannah from Vršovice
The city blooms early again. Pairs of girls / pose by the cluster of magnolias at the tram stop, / lift their chins to flowers big as tea cups. I walk /...
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Black Snake
I. azhigwa: jibwaa-maadamandam / / Sun circles our bodies on his way / to kiss Moon—we eat fresh pickerel, / brook trout, wide mouth bass—gorge / on each-others’ body heat / ...
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March Thaw with Dead Robin
i / little bird, when did you leave us? / stepped-past, kicked-aside / walked-over / / ii / found among the droppings / of the mountain ash, its red heart /...