Let us begin with
an introduction to rock:
a tap will tell you
if it’s full or hollow.
And enter: and let yourself
lay open, stiller than
a spinning top.
Time attaches us to luminous things—
…………….clamber, climbing, finding
…………….you always want
to look back. (You usually do
look back.) And find
you will not leave it behind—
but a wound is a wound:
lovewound, lightwound, timewound.
A tap will tell you
if it’s empty or filled:
you’ll land uprightly or similar,
stiller than a pillar of salt.
Edie Reaney Chunn (they/she) lives on the unceded territories of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Sḵwx̱wú7mesh (Squamish), and Səl̓ílwətaʔ/Selilwitulh (Tsleil-Waututh) First Nations. Recently, they were shortlisted for PEN Canada’s RBC New Voices Award (2025) and received second place in Vallum Magazine’s Chapbook Award (2025). Edie enjoys working collaboratively & inefficiently on theatre projects, and other pursuits.
