“Overnight from February 12 to 13 (2019) in Canada’s capital, nature proved once again that it holds the key to our common narrative and eats heirs apparent for dinner, storming down upwards of 30 centimeters (roughly 12 inches) of snow. By the time I woke mid-week the neighborhood had turned into an ice cream cake. I was shocked on it all grinning.”Read More
Usually those pills were not capsules but gnarled little pellets of puke-brown color and pliable edges — I thought they might pollute my arteries but I ate them anyway, because they were so ugly I figured they must be beautiful on the inside. Most things are like that, if you stop and look long enough using two or more eyes.Read More
the old man
I saw in my birth name inadequacy, lusterless contour. I wanted to rewrite myself, locate the point at which my roots were cut and from there build an inextinguishable beacon for elevating my wild notions. The elusive family away from home might take notice, and I would never again in life have to reveal my untetheredness.Read More
The smoker, doomed survivor
Of nightclub weddings and deaths
And half-smiles, blows hotness
Into the city lights.
I am nothing but ghosts
In this place.