Sylvie Hill

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 […]

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 […]

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 […]

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. […]

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 […]

POEM: “French Novel” by Richie Hofmann — we’d have other lovers. Snow fell in our hair.

French Novel By Richie Hofmann You were my second lover. You had dark eyes and hair, like a painting of a man. We lay on our stomachs reading books in your bed. I e-mailed my professor. I will be absent from French Novel due to sickness. You put on some piano music. Even though it […]

POEM: “How Is Your Rot Going?” — Picked a fight about some disagreement / To exit fastest to go get fucked up again.

How Is Your Rot Going? Tonight I wanted to call you To see how your rot is going. The last time I left you I was saying “I feel sorry for you” And you tried to fight me Beside the Sobey’s Before grabbing some smokes To smoke me. But I was not having any of […]

POEM: “And telling you to proceed please with him into this fair night.”

And telling you to proceed please with him into this fair night. And if you wished your body was younger Tighter back in the days of never worrying About posture – Forget it, because at 37, my darling You were dumber than dumber. Insecure, and a nutter. Full of expectations that could never deliver. Consuming […]

Protected: POEM: “Those Drinkers” — And, Drinker #5, my Healer for my sensuality and giving nature / Be it only three weeks, my maternal side awakened and real –

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POEM: “The Drinker #5” –I said to the Universe: ‘HVAC, engineer, truck’ as my list. / Kind of silly but I had no hope, couldn’t give a shit.

The Drinker #5 It takes courage to know You’re the one you defeat And it takes courage to know You’re the one that you seek. ~ Joseph Arthur, “It Takes Courage” This one hurts. I’ve been single since 2011. Never met someone in whom I was interested. Beautiful diversion with the man who connected to […]

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