Dying in Winnipeg
Don’t read me wrong— I plan on dying in Winnipeg In a strange way I posit Winnipeg is where everything always dies: Grandfathers, clock radios, Chevrolets faith, journalists, fine-tip pens …
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Cottage Country
10-cane rum and I’m all sun inside. Children in shrink-wrap-tight swimsuits. Cigar boats burning by. Our aluminum’s hoist-high in dry-dock, tonsilled in the mouth of the boathouse, its conked outboard …
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My Second, Less Popular, and Even Less Critically Successful Canadian Novel
The description / of exquisite unsaids. The turn will not / take place in an Applebee’s parking lot
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The Newfoundland orphange playground and asleep in the stiff nunnery’s bed, the train was stalled at Portage and Main— “Just around then my marriage fell apart.” The pea garden was …
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My Life as a Canadian Writer
If you heard that segment of Canada Reads / where a guy recommends the novel version / of Tom Cruise’s Top Gun, that was me
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Sin of Omission
The priest was Haitian and unpopular, sent from Halifax to lift the church’s sinking numbers. Someone made a joke about colonialism. Someone made a joke about how he choked on …
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Dear Updike
I dreaded those future aeons when I would not be present—an endless succession of days I would miss, with their own news and songs and styles of machine. —John Updike, …
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For the Fighter Pilot Made Redundant by Unmanned Drones
Fatigued, he bides there, glum, in the desert Tim Hortons simulacrum, that mirage of home dragged out the tail end of a C130 Hercules and opened for business. In his …
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Some Other Just Ones
She who, having loved a book or record, instantly passes it on
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