Alexandra Oliver | The Walrus

November 2016 / Poetry

One Love

October 24, 2016October 17, 2016 - by Alexandra Oliver

Seventeen circle the rim of the gym in orbit around the instructor who yells and yells and yells. They listen to him. (The fathers, in hopefulness, peer from the halls.) …

April 2015 / Poetry

The Villains

March 27, 2015April 10, 2020 - by Alexandra Oliver

I always went for darkness as a girl: those ashy Europeans wrapped in capes, the ranks of zombies browsing in the mall, the cabin-dwelling fan with swelling hopes, her novelist …

Investigation tape that reads "Do not cross" is tangled up in a ball

July/August 2014 / Poetry

Watching the Cop Show in Bed

July 23, 2014April 14, 2020 - by Alexandra Oliver

Apparently, it’s very, very bad to let a well-dressed man into your home. An Oxbridge accent, coupled with the claim your husband’s hurt, and he’s from Scotland Yard: disaster! When …

Illustration of Rob Ford on the front page of the Toronto Star

March 2014 / Poetry

Margaret Rose

February 27, 2014April 14, 2020 - by Alexandra Oliver

The females of my family extolled the virtues of our Queen, her cautious charm, the opera glove that sheathed the guiding arm. For this was ours, the Englishwoman’s mould. But …