poem | The Walrus

June 2020 / Poetry

Best Practice

April 9, 2021 - by Alexandra Oliver

You’d see them hauling speakers at a gig, / drinking Cokes and fondly reminiscing / about that night (the ketamine! The wig!)

May 2020 / Poetry

Stick

April 2, 2021April 1, 2021 - by M. Travis Lane

I’ve had my green leaves and my bloom. / Now dry, I sense the pull / of oceans I can’t navigate

March/April 2021 / Poetry

Fiat Lux

March 19, 2021March 26, 2021 - by Kateri Lanthier

The snapped lights-out in my childhood bedroom / where roses on satin turned ghost-pale by streetlamp

A photo of poet Scheier on a green background.

March/April 2021 / Poetry

Palinopsia

March 12, 2021March 12, 2021 - by Jacob Scheier

If I cannot see you / properly, whatever you’re named, / are you still functioning as ode material?

January/February 2021 / Poetry

Boundary

March 4, 2021March 4, 2021 - by Evie Christie

We’re both here, it’s dusk, my heart beats too

October 2018 / Poetry

The Minister of Loneliness

February 26, 2021March 26, 2021 - by Jenny Haysom

The walk to work is her favourite / time of day, when solitariness / seems the perfect state

March/April 2021 / Poetry

The Needs of Humans

February 18, 2021February 18, 2021 - by Sarah Wolfson

I am in need of a manicure. / A manticore. A man to cure.

January/February 2021 / Poetry

The Tragedian

February 12, 2021February 12, 2021 - by Billy-Ray Belcourt

Why is it that love turns me into a tragedian?

Comics

Dear Author

November 19, 2015April 8, 2020 - by Rolli

Cartoon by Rolli

December 2015 / Poetry

Waterlogged

November 18, 2015April 8, 2020 - by Joanna Lilley

The body in the sea at Elie was hers. Long black T-shirt dragged waterlogged toward soft pale knees. Already in her swimsuit, she’d driven for an hour to find a …