Body By Numbers.

i count my teeth with my tongue sliding it over each surface they could be cleaner i count my lashes with my eyes half-closed and blissful they could see clearer i count my breasts with your hands tight grip and whispers they could be fuller i count each breath with my lungs i stretch and […]

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Grandmother.

One finger laced to another The quiet snap of gas between bone as they fold together A road-map of journeys internal Translucent blue, meandering Pronounced against silken paper skin Brittle, dry, fragile yet strong Encasing a vibrant soul that hasn’t aged Still the body fails it Betrayed to the endless embrace Of the deepest sleep […]

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I Am The Sea.

In my darkest crevices, he whispered Tongue-snake slithering across his lips Soft breaths betraying sharper words across my skin Myself I gave him like a gift He blossomed like a flower inside my body Every petal unfurling like a scream My tears the rain to feed the earth beneath us My cries the wind to […]

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Occasionally, I Poem.

Back in my late teens, I was a fairly prolific poet. Not a particularly good one, mind you, but I sure did love staying up late into the night and mashing words together until they turned into something not-quite-beautiful. About a year ago, I wrote a poem centered on what it might be like to […]

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“The aftermath” by Busy Mind Thinking

The aftermath. My aunt has a way with words I so envy. I often rely on snark and attitude to get my point across, falling back on comedy to mask the turmoil inside. She has an open sweetness that so many people have responded to and I admire her ability to be vulnerable and strong […]

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The Importance Of Speaking Up.

Have you seen this video? It’s one of the most important videos you’ll probably watch this year. It’s one of the most poignant ways anyone has tackled the issue of bullying, and it comes courtesy of Canada’s own spoken word poet Shane Koyczan. I was scrolling through my Tumblr feed when I came across the […]

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Let’s Talk About Leonard.

There are many great Leonards in the world. Nimoy, for one. Hofstadter, for another. But the one I’m most interested in writing about is Montreal’s own Leonard Norman Cohen. I’m a proud Canadian woman, born in Newfoundland and raised partially in Ontario. My earliest childhood memories consist of cool ocean breezes and breathtaking scenery. I […]

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