the red thing the blue jays are screaming as if they are the voice of the red thing caged inside my ribsthe red thing battling through another rejection the red thingunstoppably impossibly doingthe job of keeping me alivewithout my permission, reallyI didn’t choose this red thingthe way it ambitions the wayit pursues the way it mattersbeyond its prison… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 14
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POEM A DAY – April 7
Spiritual Vertigo 3 am and i’m spinning blink see stars blink hear my blood moving squeeze eyes shut spinning spinning my brain drowning in a change tornado awake and spinning i am spiral updraft muscles manipulated tensing for ground but there is no ground i can’t feel my feet on the wood spinning spinning blood… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 7
Interview with Alison Gadsby
I met Alison Gadsby many moons ago at the Toronto Junction Reads Prose reading series she's been curating and hosting for nearly two decades now. Alison is a bright light in a big city, passionately shining her light on prose writers, offering them a friendly stage in which to read and share and sell their… Continue reading Interview with Alison Gadsby
POEM A DAY – March 28
Snow in April March I know there’s three more days of March but my mind is in April, and my stomach is in Tuscany, and my spine is in bed, and my legs are knee deep in Lake Huron in July. I know the earth is spinning and that Mother Nature is getting dizzy and… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 28
VANESSA SHIELDS 