Poetry
why not
We’re not going anywhere exotic / we’re staying put. / I keep making sincere and ludicrous pacts with myself / eat more fruits and vegetables / exercise more, forget more / forget...
rules for writing poems about hurricane katrina
You may include memories of nickel nights / at the Brazil, or the Tulane student you dry-humped / in an alley one Mardi Gras. You may wax political: / tally the Blacks...
jardins
La nuit au cercle des retrouvailles . . . Transparentes tes mains renées à l’enfance / et ton regard clair, porcelaine patiente. Vers toi, le pain beurré. Ce bonheur de te /...
parfum
L’été avait une odeur de lait. La table de bois nu ouvrait sur des infinis de cimes / et de lumière. Jours poudrés de soleil entassés au fond de nuits qui s’ignorent....
on gaspereau road
We can’t count the Cree, / the Mi’kmaq and Métis and Haida / women who have disappeared. / / Some turn up on farms / or rivers, like Priscilla did /...
girlwood: a treasury for the lost (excerpts)
* / If I had the chance, I’d ask the world to dance. / —Billy Idol / / It was as if the higher the boot the higher up / the...
joyriding
Too young, they decided, and lined up / the high school at the yellow buses / and took them to the funeral / when Annie died. / / Decapitated, we whispered...
mything pieces
1. My Grandmother’s Hair / / In the early 1940s, a brisk trade emerged between German death / camps and German felt and textile manufacturers. / / If you travel...
walking the dogs
The dogs tug on their lines / like fish / / They pull me off balance, damn / I swear like my father / / I have no patience /...