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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Barnacle Goose Ballad
Winner of the 2012 Walrus Poetry Prize Readers’ Choice Award Barnacle geese enjoy Nordic palatals, stone relief fish beds and aberrant gulls. When shellfish submerge and wash up riding buoys, …
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Winner of the 2012 Walrus Poetry Prize My lords and ladies, gentlemen of the jury— when you hear hoofbeats, assume horses. Not zebras. This is true in almost all parts …
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The Buried Hatchet
poisons the soil / beside the river
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Water Conscious
Cry in the shower. Save yourself a rainstorm: listen to the basketballs falling tropically on the neighbour’s court. Drop-kick a potted cactus for its dram of ooze. Lick your wounds …
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Trust Fund
Brother and sister watch the estate lawyer take a cork-backed ruler to the ground plan: two wings behind a cast iron gate, a barn raised for the Shetlands. Into the …
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