Fragments
In a student’s pocket lie fragments collected from a Montreal sidewalk (A List) Leaves on asphalt: you leave a book a couch a street…
Writing
Sleepless, Listless
Rain-kissed in the rancor, The world again becomes surreal. Broken shoes and beer bottles in black bags, garbage, city-stink, the sharp smell of piss…
The Many-Faced Beast
A sigh rumbles through the lethargic quiet of a Friday morning, breath pulling from every corner of the city fills its yawn. The…
Recipe
Wash four young plums, teenaged ones, hard ones plucked before their time, and remove with clean twists the stems that may remain at their…
Young Love
He sat in his room and told himself he was waiting for the call. That was what he was doing. That was how he…
How To Throw Your Purity To The Wind
We had just approached the most titillating part of the whole year: it was time to open the Fully Alive Catholic Religion textbook to…