poetry Tag

leaving is hard   Leaving is always hard;   Because while it’s inevitable,   it never forewarns.     Leaving   sneaks up on you   like a snake slithering in the grass   or the deadline of that assignment.     Leaving   sucks;   Because it means that what happened was temporary,   and all that’s left is you.     Leaving   means that   you might forget,   even what you swore would never...

Ahnee, Boozhoo, Niin Renee Nindiishnakaaz. This is Anishinaabemowin (Ojibwe) for, “Hello, my name is Renee.” I am an Indigenous youth, and like many of my people, I am angry. Angry about the settler state occupying our land, furious about the Canadian government’s broken promises, and...

Your arms wrap around me, Squeezing me tighter and tighter Until all I’m aware of are my ribs Piercing through my skin. You squeeze life out of me, Until all that is left Is a hollow shell. Sunken eyes hide in dark caves And peer out only to see a sallow face Looking back...

runaway suburbia it’s 4:30 in the morning the cab ride home is slower we talk about teenage summers and childhood in box-like backyards familiarity precedes panic green lights with nowhere to go linen patterns to planes overhead and remnants of what the clock outgrows apply tape to the temporary red mirage or contrasting truth the mind...