Literature Loch Baillie Poetry

Traces of Nowhere

I have seen Twin Peaks exactly once in my life, in an apparition of a sunroom.

It was like watching dust settle, how bored I was, piecing together why I was here
and what I wanted and what this would mean to me in the end.

The hot itch of orange tweed against the backs of my legs, an irritating reminder
of my attempt to be your friend. I don’t remember the invitation. I don’t remember
what we said at all.

You in the forest. You in the river. You, pants rolled up to your knees, saying something poetic. You king of Vermont. You king of whatever we called it.

That party. You’re waving me over from across the pool—the perimeter’s bright limestone against blue. It’s night. This is fluorescence. This is me doing everything you wanted.

I’m fighting with Graham on the phone because he doesn’t want me to end up dead
like that football player. I think about how tragically American all of this is.

In the basement you hand me a cup as if it’s communion, then you abandon me
to your friends. Their faces, apparitions. Black petals wilted with intoxication. I stay in this crowd till we flee. Are blown away.

Now go north. Now think of the fire. Now think of the big yellow house.
Now think of the treeline and how it guarded us from everything.

These are not the right months. Now you invite me to your dad’s house. I didn’t know
your parents were separated, too, and pretend it’s something you say to make me feel closer.

How does it feel to be so distant yet to occupy my fondest memories?

You told me home was a feeling, not a place. It took me years to believe you.

Sometimes, all I can think of is that sunrise. And that one. And that one.

 

Originally from Massachusetts, Loch Baillie (he/il) is a queer writer living in Quebec City. He is the author of two poetry chapbooks, ice, dove parachute (Cactus Press) and Citronella (Anstruther Press), as well as the forthcoming full-length collection River Running (icehouse poetry/Goose Lane Editions, 2026). Loch is currently pursuing his MA in English literature at Université Laval. You can find him online @lochbaillie or by visiting www.lochbaillie.com.

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