dusty walk up prince street tails flick behind the backs of teddy soft cattle where the egrets feast on the insects crawling from the hoof smears in the earth that holds is held by roots overlapping caressing lovers’ hands whose initials claim the trees crickets chirp forest hums orange light peeps...
Apple blossoms falling like snow. I will not just go to work and die, I’ll have a beautiful life, I promise. I heard you were somewhere. It’s never as bad as it seems; Worse or better. Hotel bathrooms, a fire in the distance. Another generation delirious and disenchanted. The world has always been...
Neurodivergent, queer, and living with chronic illness/disability, Ares J. Benoit (they/any) lives in Calgary / Mohkίnstsis / Kootsisáw with their family, but inside they still feel like a young forest demon discovering poetry for the first time. Micro memoir at Five Minutes Lit; poetry...
Reviewed by Leah Bobet Jeff Miller, Temporary Palaces (House of Anansi, 2026), 320 pp., $26.99. Temporary Palaces takes an intriguing twist on the CanLit formula: two thirtysomething artists reunite to excavate the broken promises and might-have-beens of the place that made them. Except Miller’s...
I’ve seen you around & that means everything bellies swollen with our histories and appetites. I am eating the world with you inside it. Nation Makes is a trans poet and neuroscientist living in Montréal / Tiohtià:ke. Their work examines how the brain and body conspire to create...
Frank is concerned that the drugs I have to take to induce lactation will make me want to kill myself again, but on the warm June afternoon when I fill the domperidone prescription at Pharmasave, I find it hard to imagine. I keep telling people I don’t eat at McDonald’s anymore but we thought this...
