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About this Joker  He’s soft as cheese, as common as a monument our sanity chagrined, we mourn by his tower fate pours inspiration like rain in a downspout if we let ourselves go mute, then he’s our master He drones … Continue reading →

inventing themselves in lowdown language uncertain of the reality of every thing called by serpents and wonders mauve and striped and wild yet blue outside the walls their tone full of giving winter inside Sunday every day in the morning … Continue reading →

I want a line that’s long enough to hold the contradictions of public dialogue to join the ranks of civil resistance to make room for pro-nouns and to find the middle way I want words strong enough for when they … Continue reading →

you’re among us taking notes constantly trying to make outside like your inside letting what you know your trembling self into what you write letting your shadow fall upon your pages you’re only pronouns  and you can be all of … Continue reading →

September pours over me in syllables watering my pronouns         the sun announces noon summons up remembrances of other pasts              other presents whole neighbourhoods of people Broadview          Riverdale             Greenwood everyone familiar in afternoon light      particular           leisurely               effortless as we … Continue reading →

adapted from William Shakespeare for Vicki Fraser (1965 – 2023) I wrote this song when I heard you were dead. In hopes it will find you in the beyond and break the news that I’ve lost the thread that holds … Continue reading →

Our long days shaped by wind and snow ice encasing limbs of the tallest trees dangerous sidewalks appear safe each step measured before taken We’re worried about rising seas we must do more than write letters officials obfuscate in the … Continue reading →

I hear them gearing up for battle – old war-horses brought back to drill us with intemperate speech. Mothers and fathers, wives and children urged on to crowd the roadsides and cheer. We’re here again, but this time, mourning. . … Continue reading →