Poetry
Winter Poems, Ahuntsic, Montréal
clenched muscles relax without warning
Article Tag: Catherine Watson
Essay
Diary of the Great Confinement
Saw a police car this morning on my way back from the laundromat, driving around looking for signs of trouble.
Essay
Nelly’s Diary
My grandmother died in 1969 at the age (I think) of 89. My brother and I weren’t expected […]
Poetry
Can I be old?
Can I look down and see my ageing, knuckled hands…
Poetry
On the streets of Paris: In Memory of Jean Rhys
I came looking for you on the streets of Montparnasse boulevard Arago, rue Saint-Jacques, rue Mouffetard, boulevard Raspail place […]