The mountain gradually turns orange and burns away Like last summer’s sun Winter comes Or will come And likely, I’ll still be sitting at this desk Forgetting that leaves exist Turning the heat up and down Watching my neighbour clean her window Feeling the seasons change outside of me
Category Archives: Poetry
Hello again
How lucky to have a view like this in the heart of the city. Two and a half years since I came here and climbed this mountain. I was careful on its icy paths then. People ask why I came to Montréal. I was following a dream. But then, of course, life here became aContinue reading “Hello again”
Why Is It So Hard to Keep Making Art When I’m Falling in Love?
Why is it so hard to keep making art when I’m falling in love? I release a zine called How to Keep Making Art at a time when I’ve fallen in love and am struggling to make art. I strain to finish the zine and postpone its release date by over a month as I scrape itContinue reading “Why Is It So Hard to Keep Making Art When I’m Falling in Love?”
High at the Border
I ride a bus across the border,Into the U.S. of A.,And they confiscate my clementine.The flashback from last night’s edible hitsRight as the guard starts in with her questions.Where do you live? She asks.I stumble over my response.I have lived in so many places.I have had so many little lives this side of the border.TheContinue reading “High at the Border”
A Poem About Perfectionism
I don’t remember perfectionism as a child.I think it began around twelve or thirteen.I remember making lists. That got me young.I remember trying to read every book in the YA section.I was homeschooled, and I think I had something to prove. I tried to grasp for control wherever I could.It was with me before school,Continue reading “A Poem About Perfectionism”
Sage Pantony 