To an Ideal
Finalist for the 2012 Walrus Poetry Prize I noticed you first, your birth a paranormal float on that sintered causeway of white light. As a gift moves us to tears, …
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Nyla Matuk has a new collection, Sumptuary Laws, coming out in May.
Petit-mort
Finalist for the 2012 Walrus Poetry Prize The stoat takes a last stand, and, turning white ermine as winter’s breath, would rather face its hunters than soil its fur in …
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Return to Metcalfe Street
Lonely in their languor, and twenty years no longer lovely Or lingering in storefront neon mingling with dusk, Widows gossiping with friends on porches, Then sleeping away August evenings On …
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