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POEM: “Bison Hunters, No Cherry-Pickers” — The men who speak with efficiency / As they might spear the deer behind trees.

Bison Hunters, No Cherry-Pickers “J’suis pas un enfant d’choeur” il m’a dit un soir r’entrant chez moi après qu’il s’est presenté, almost late à Place des Arts, pour notre date, en retard, pal mal Bar de Courcelle drunk. Bon, c’est certain que des bad boys, eux ont du panache, mais decouverte: Pourquoi? I thought he […]

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POEM: “Montreal (let me count the rooftop potted plants)” — Tonight I’m watching the planes cruise the sky / like sharks gliding in an upside-down dive.

Montreal (let me count the rooftop potted plants.) Tonight I’m watching the planes cruise the sky like sharks gliding in an upside-down dive. Over there, overhead they’d be near Jean Talon Market And here in Plateau Mont-Royal you see them in the distance. Tonight, I’m watching the clouds hang by Like exquisite canvases of paintings […]

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POEM: “Bar de Courcelle (You Git)” — And his invites to drink / At the Bar de Courcelle / Was an invitation to everything I used to be / and all the hell I have once felt.

Bar Courcelle (You Git) His broken English Sounds horrid. Like some Texan redneck trucker caught like a fart in a helmet pissed off at its own stink spiraling in anger at the Montreal traffic – and his too many drinks. And by god if you could hear it: You’d love it, and it’s hilarious! “That […]

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POEM: “Magic” — And when we nail “the One” / And we break out the white / And we mail the invitations / And we get the cake just right

Magic It was the right park But the wrong guy It was the right sweatshirt But a different sky It was a summer thunderstorm Without the making love It was a perfect summer night He was nowhere to speak of. It was the perfect man But the wrong distance He was the most electric homme […]

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POEM: “Pull” — I moved on you / I wanted to move on you

Pull I moved on you I wanted to move on you Like a magnet under a sheet of white paper shifting the particles wayward. Guided: like hands on a Ouija board or like gravity pulls us lower. I moved on you I wanted to move on you And my body shivered When I told you […]

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POEM: “Clean” — I’m innocent / to the man who loves me. / For the ones who don’t – / I’m square.

Clean I’m innocent to the man who loves me. For the ones who don’t – I’m square. I’m virtuous to the man who cares for me. For those ones who don’t – I’m slow. I’m beautiful to the man who sees me. For those ones who don’t – I’m hot. I’m everything to the man […]

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POEM: “True Love (What Are You Still Doing With Her?)” — I smiled Cheshire. I prepared the tea.

True Love (What Are You Still Doing With Her?) “Why are you still with that girl?!!” she said about me, apparently. I was not threatened. I smiled Cheshire. I prepared the tea. Laughing. Would you like to know why, darling? Because I loved your brother the right way, like no other lady. Because I held […]

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POEM: “When You Crash The Company Truck” — Another, and another round. / $67.55 they made you buy the shots.

When You Crash The Company Truck If he could only see what I saw when he swung open the door Tall, proud, satchel bag from work, in command and clear-headed not stoned. You’ve so much potential! And you were so proud showing me around! But in the aftermath I saw it was not about me, […]

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POEM: “BOTTOM FEEDERS (I WANT TO BE LIGHT)” — I want to be light / Not like a broadcasted beacon / Blasted in hasthtags full of random / photos of yoga ashrams and world travel.

BOTTOM FEEDERS (I WANT TO BE LIGHT) I want to be light Not like a broadcasted beacon Blasted in hasthtags full of random photos of yoga ashrams and world travel. Nor of my pretty skin heated by the South Pacific suns or surfing, tanned in a bikini surrounded by foreign friends around a boozy meal. […]

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POEM: “I Am Ready! (Not-Rot)” — I am ready to live it on the cusp of a new time! / For realizing I’ve chosen another city in which to FEEL ALIVE!

(REPOSTED FROM DEC 2018) I Am Ready! (Not-Rot) I am ready for adventure on the cusp of a new year! For double-yoga duties on the first day! — setting the standard for the remaining. And I am ready for adventure on the cusp of a new world. Thriving in Montreal: shopping bliss at Jean-Talon Market […]

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