Nanabijou
in his eternal sleep
lies beneath the rocky sky
betrayed by an impostor, double-crossed
you stand on the November shore
wearing earrings made of fisheyes
staring at the Spirit of the Deep Sea Water
your feet press scrub flat
the wind wraps
your shoulders in a shawl
you crush his ring in your fist
its stone bleeds
you think of treachery, lift your hands
in offering
ashes tumble [...]
Working for a talent agency can be a strange and wonderful thing. Actors are funny, goofy, entertaining, and at times insecure, neurotic and almost always, warm human beings. Agents are not.
Rocks collide inside her skull
souvenirs of Lac des Mille Lacs
music pushes through tweeters and woofers
as blunt and metallic as her lover’s passion
a careless hatchback
answers her throaty call of desire
tosses a handful of stones
at the thrum of his anger
coupled in a slow dance with hillside scrub
uproots thistle, ragweed
mounts a boulder
furrows deeper
shattered bits of windshield bleed
her third [...]
A love letter of sorts to a dream job turned down.
Braided hands study
pock-marked skin rub it silent
my tongue, muddy and swollen
fingers
unthread her daughter’s eyes
measure
the curve of each spine
our
conversation cobbled between bowls
of porridge, loads of laundry
upturned shells
lay rind to flesh hollowed
of life
close-fisted shadows
slide across
linoleum
I turn in the opposite
direction escape the shifting
light she gathers
Roman numerals stows them
like stones in her apron pocket
their weight
like rationed oranges
or coal for [...]
Without email or Internet access, I had some time to kill. I leaned back in my chair, stared at my office wall, and began to speculate about the consequential effects Mercury Retrograde was having on the Akashic Records.
On 32nd Street, in Korea Town, alone
on the fifth floor, thinking of you
on a bed, unmade. Delivery
trucks below inventing idle love
call to men standing
in doorways smoking cigarettes. I call back.
A musician plays his saxophone beneath
a bridge made of stone. Slow notes tumbling
down my back as I walk
a path tucked neatly into a ridge.
A lover’s hand [...]
“The past year has been difficult given the state of the economy….”
That line appeared in a letter I received from Lakehead University that accompanied an endowment report for The Robert Poulin Memorial Award for Outstanding Citizenship. The endowment fund, it seems, is in financial trouble and due to the state of the financial markets, is unable [...]