look back and you’ll find a boy hot on your trail. smiling at your arms outstretched. reaching for something called horizon. the cold breeze. the gloveless fingers. I don’t mind if you’re in front. if somehow. I could frame this place on a map of us. I’ll tell you a secret: (I don’t know if I’ve...
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Plenitude Reading at the Vancouver Public Library on August 26
It’s a Pride mashup! To celebrate Pride in Vancouver through the month of August, Plenitude Magazine is pairing with the Vancouver Public Library for a live literary reading and speed friending event! On Tuesday, August 26 at 6:30pm, join us at the downtown branch to hear local Plenitude authors...
No Place Like Far-From-Home: A Review of I Remember Lights by Ben Ladouceur
Reviewed by Andrew Woodrow-Butcher Ben Ladouceur, I Remember Lights (Book*hug Press, 2025), 268 pp., $24.95. On October 22, 1977, Montreal police raided gay bars Truxx and Le Mystique, arresting all on-site staff and patrons in what was, at the time, the largest mass arrest in Canadian history...
From the Archives: Digital Issues 1 to 5 Available Again
When Plenitude Magazine first started in 2012, we published traditional issues in print and digital versions. Five issues in total were published before we transitioned to an online-only format, with content posted regularly each month to our website. The first five issues were no longer digitally...
In My Molting Season
When you tell me to run, I can’t help but wonder if you really mean me or the busy blue heron to the right of me, its neck like an enchanted oboe charming the residents of the river where fish swarm in wild despair—because surely this danger is a farce, surely not all gators bite. To the insect...
Hunger
I was a gluttonous child. From their first tentative offerings of pap, my parents knew I wanted more. They could see it in the way I grabbed at the spoon and the bowl, the way my nostrils flared and I screeched when they were not ready with the next bite. They discarded The Common Sense Book of...
Short Turn
fog swirls in my water ~ glass ~ rain hashtags the window ~ heaven ~ was closer to earth ~ in ancient Greece ~ goddesses wore the same cloaks as us ~ strolling in marketplaces ~ pulling lightning from pockets ~ in the shape of windflowers ~ aster and iris as currency ~ to pay for pomegranate ~...
shapeless paradox & kay’s hope passed away
Kay Kassirer (they/them) is a white queer poet whose autobiographical work focuses on grief, disability, and sex work. Kay curated and edited A Whore’s Manifesto: An Anthology of Writing and Artwork by Sex Workers published by Thornapple Press. Their work can be found in Frontier, Foglifter, Button...
What Is and Is Not Ours: A Review of My Thievery of the People by Leila Marshy
Reviewed by Anne Perdue Leila Marshy, My Thievery of the People (Baraka Books, 2025), 185 pp., $24.95. In Leila Marshy’s The Philistine, (LLP, 2018)—a novel that explores issues of hereditary and sexual identity—a Palestinian-Canadian woman travels to Egypt in search of her father and falls in love...