Fiction

POEM: “How Soon, Now” — Like your marriage / with an expiry date / you forgot to erase.

How Soon, Now? Oh, the honour we pay, the grave path we pave. Paved: with the regular walk of doubts of finding love again so – we stay. Sat on benches, staring at rocks, dead bodies beneath them “Come alive!” “Come alive!” We say. Go away, you say to them. For it they never met […]

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POEM: “Incompetent Fuck” — But I float on / In deep, / Mother gone.

Incompetent Fuck She said “all you need is your health” But where’s hers? Gone to hell and mental shakes when she talks ball of anxiety and persona victimhood like a little girl at the office people pleasing with not much education but as a secretary – rocked it. She said “family is blood” But where’s […]

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POEM: “See You This Summer on Rue Marie-Anne” — I am / going to kiss you

See You This Summer on Rue Marie-Anne I am going to kiss you on Rue Marie-Anne in the summer street in short shorts out front my new place under ENORMOUS trees! By parked cars reflecting city lights like stars and twinkles from dim-lit balconies and candle-hummed restaurant fronts! All of my 46 to your graceful-aged […]

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POEM: “Break the Clock” — But I am amazed by how we neglect so much around us / that gathers dust / that sits there, rots / while the focus is on …

Break the Clock I’m fascinated by how ‘micro-movements’ and minor manipulations are ofttimes perfect adjustments — just the tweak you need to feel peace. Why, I angled the dining room table just so in a room so I’ll have space to spread out my tea and my books and see the trees out past the […]

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POEM: “JEEP” — Henceforth we get locked in targets / Set ahead for us by past upsets

JEEP. Whether whatfore he said then and none other He could picture me with a crew as a Mother Of three, packing them into the back of a Jeep Taking them to soccer, in control, routine. Wencewhy, though, had he thought me militant? I was only 20, disciplined, and innocent. But stupid when drunk, and […]

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POEM: “Messenger (Happiness)” — My dear, you don’t understand “happiness!” / You expect so damn much from it!

Messenger (Happiness) My dear, you don’t understand “happiness!” You expect so damn much from it! You want it to stay on, to stay put to never leave your side like a satchel that keeps banging your thigh… Do you wear this purse to bed?! In the shower, or in the garden?! Why do you insist […]

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POEM: “And I Will Go With The Flow” — Why just today I was hiking with my cocker in Marin / And taking a beer in Big Sur!

And I Will Go With Flow It has been a very, very long while since I’ve felt anxiety. And in bed tonight upon retiring was its memory. I thought of your beautiful white face And thin body on Queen Mary Street And your apron when you cooked us dinner As I watched Three’s Company. 1982 […]

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POEM: “Starlight Holies” — That so far away is a man with a piece of me / That I float around across the world in a fucked-up memory.

Starlight Holies All those boys of many nights – trophies But the few who got inside – my holies. Holy art thou who made their way in. Savoured by my flavour for these bearded men. All treated entry as sacred. Except the last one, which explains my fate therein. The only one with whom there […]

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POEM: “Ode To My Incense” — And what wooden box shall encase my position / And hold fast my lingering scent … and fading stench?

Ode To My Incense (…and when?) Tonight I burn a small stick of incense lavender, from the Montreal shop of herbs. It burns in a wooden casing bought from her in Wakefield as a gift for my birthday, many years. It reminds me she wanted her man so much so that she video-oh’d him daily […]

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POEM: “CEMENT (BÊTE ON)” — (His friends would laugh at my writing too much. / His family arrogance I assumed would think me under-class.)

CEMENT (BÊTE ON) Affinity. Undercurrent. Hello two words from where did you come? I never said what I felt for him was love. But affinity suggested kinship in marriage. And undercurrent reckons romantic intention. Ah, but I dreamt of you last night for the second time in my life. And just as I was then […]

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