Tallest Objects Wildflowers one knuckle high. Mammals the width of a hand gather bouquets in their mouths, pile them in havens between stones. Each human gesture weighted with…
Category: New Vancouver Poets Folio
Concepción, Chile When they take her from the street she shouts her full name so someone might record her disappearance. They shut her up. Her articles are measured and…
Each Winter Every Winter The house holds winter over its head on a book, the covers its roof, and us, the pages within. The book stillness rising, a fat…
In Leduc, Alberta, there’s a man on a job. He’s selling farm insurance under a bow-legged tent. He’s heckling my boots, oh good, he’s heckling. At this truck stop, where…
Hour Twenty Bowel seized, Iron Maiden, tailbone swinging like a trap door. Stuck in this swamp I bathe in my juices. Early afternoon melts hardwood into honeyed…
Burning Down The House Gregory Crewdson, Twilight: Plate 11, 2002, digital print of 8×10 glass negative he walks two three times around the gas can slouched on his…
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I Forgot To Mention the Thunderball The day I stepped through my Etch a Sketch signaled the end of an era. Over were the evenings my father would lie…
What’s Shaken from the Sun We dream our ideals into each day, wake within some souvenir of failure, vacation in a lovely schmutz of laughter. Confounded by fuck-ups and…
the cutthroat’s wishlist crept in to covered spaces, crawled in anywhere, became punctured with hidden, felt up and abandoned memory loss, if reconstructed in a three dimensional way…
Ophelia’s Video Selfie Act 1 Green girl in a garden. A girl, a veil of green. Videos in the garden direct how I’m to be or…