February 16, 2018

The Acorean Islands wait patiently for me
I, tired and worn
wrap myself in my memory of them
as I sit in the departure lounge
of a Canadian airport.
Winter has superseded my Canadianess

I am a two-hearted being by birth
My human molecules a colliding diaspora

February 10, 2018

Out damn spot

When will I become clean?

When will the layers of history caked on my skin wash off?

                          How do I earn the absolution I crave?

Will I ever be whole?

Will my DNA call back into the fold its multitudinal origins?


January 23, 2018

Part I

A sensitive heart is such a beautiful thing

It calls to you, for it can do no other

Yet that very beauty can be a fearsome god

It's essence caustically pure and untamed

Part II

How many of these dear hearts battered and bruised

retreat from misguided slings and arrows


January 19, 2018

Sometimes, I am wild and uncouth. My carefully manicured veneer cracks and splits, leaving that diagonal, frayed lacing across the wound.

The Jekyll oozes out.  It chafes against the constraints of all too perfect white skin, and the simpering femaleness of my culture.


November 30, 2017

After a long day

there is something

deeply elemental

in sitting

in the bathtub

with a bowl of homemade borscht

Letting the blood red broth


down your chin

and chest

as you consume

the remedy

with abandon

There are no pretenses



a tired aging body

and haggard mind


July 6, 2017

There's a feeling of excitement that I get when I have gone  on a shopping spree:  the idea that my life will be better once I have those new shoes or new patio furniture.  Somehow, the new trinket or toy shrinks all the worries, sadness and loneliness into a satisfied...

June 26, 2017

The taste of life is like salt on my lips


Sensations of what has been eaten

and a lip licking desire for more

I have become intoxicated by what has parted my lips

June 13, 2017

I finally have a moment of piece to reflect on the last few months.

April and May are very busy months for Angus and me.  Between the spring show at the theatre, the end of term and finishing up my Bachelor of Adult Education, I've been scheduled from sun up to sun down...

May 8, 2017

I have been having great fun sewing for myself.  Since I have no budget whatsoever for clothes this year,  I decided to have a look at all the fabric I have hangin around.  I've always been a fabric fiend, and I have collected a lot of it over the years.  I managed to...

April 8, 2017

I love cobblers. I love that they work with their hands at a craft that has been around for eons. I love that they repair things.  In an age of built in obsolescence, there is something so satisfying in having a pair of boots returned to you better than when you last s...

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