Category - Poetry

Cat Friesen Literature Poetry

Trump Narrates Our Breakup

Cat Friesen    Found poem using an interview with Trump If you remember, you were going down, choking on control like never before; it was only going to get worse. You announced the building of walls, cutting all the things you’ve done into thousands of neat negotiations. You were strangled...

Kegan McFadden Literature Poetry

on our first date

Kegan McFadden   he got a nosebleed , and as a counter- measure sneezed onto the bouquet of white daisies he’d bought on his walk to the Italian restaurant , confusing the real point of the story— spring was in the air.   Originally from Winnipeg, writer/curator/artist Kegan McFadden...

Literature Poetry Triny Finlay

Advice to the Mentally Ill from the Queen Bee

Triny Finlay You should relax. Come back to my hive. I’ll make us some toast. Ignore the droning around you— those losers don’t know what they’re missing. Don’t worry, I’ve been there too. Once. I was seventeen—young and gorgeous—but no one believed I could be Queen. It sent me to a...

Literature Poetry Sugar le Fae

A Body in the Dark

Sugar le Fae   I’m too many men’s maybe if their girlfriend leaves them. I look like a man. By every metric, I am. I never thought I wasn’t, but I’m not. Everybody knows, who talks to or watches me walk or gesture. Even in my boy clothes. So, I’m genderqueer. Because...

Jennie Chantal Duguay Literature Poetry

Learning How to Be Sick

Jennie Chantal Duguay   The crows have their routine, I have mine. For five hundred days they cross the path of my body. Horizontal in bed I watch dusk drape a thousand black wings in threads of gold or silver. How high or low they fly, how playful or solemn, the volume of their company all...

Kyla Jamieson Literature Poetry

Dear Kayla

Kyla Jamieson   In all my nightmares I’m a model again, on set trying not to eat or lose my mind. When my body was my product I always felt almost run out, like one day I’d wake up and none of me would be left. At eighteen my agent told me vodka shots and splenda and sent me to Sydney to...

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