The police have come to a boil and are burning us. Everything is a weapon because everything is a crime. Even the graceful design of the bicycle, held aloft and pushed, becomes a cop; This poem is defunding their violence and is instead turning to your care. It is a steady stream of cool water […]
Sue Goyette
I miss all my people. I miss the people who aren’t my people.
Editor’s note: When lauded Halifax poet Sue Goyette—the Masterworks Award-winning author of seven books—offered to share what she, in an email, called “a strange diary I’ve been keeping,” we knew it’d be full of the sort of beauty and strangeness and jumping-off-the-screen aliveness needed in this time of stale air and cramped quarters. These days […]
Letters to the future
Dear leaders of the 2015 Paris climate change conference, Our planet is suffering due to the devastating effects of climate change. Oceans are dying, forests are disappearing and our air is becoming unbreathable. I am writing you today in hopes that you will do everything in your power to end this issue. Instead of letting […]
Oyeah
The big O, from the dawn of civilization, has meant orgasm. We were told this by people like Xavier Hollander, people we trusted. We were told that somewhere on our bodies was a G-spot that, if found, would turn us into a quivering mess of feeling good Os. We are a culture that wants to […]

