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  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    We lay on the bed which was too small. In June, and in Calgary, the air is too stiflingly hot to do anything much more than lie down. I closed my eyes and prayed that the heat, a silent beast moving through the night, wouldn’t linger outside our window too long. The boy lying across from me hugged...
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    It was like when you were a kid, and weird little science things really got you excited; Something as simple as watching ice melt in your hand. It’s deteriorating, fading away, and it’s magical. Moving your hand forward and backwards, hardly able to believe that this thing is disappearing before...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Here let me hold your wrist and let me kiss your veins and rub my hand along your back and blow away your strains Would you like to see the stars tonight? Instead of ceiling tile? For rain to kiss your collar bone you eyelids and your smile the universe caught in your eyelashes before you ...
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    Bob Dylan provides most of my comfort I wish I knew why Perhaps it’s just the calm of his voice or how his melodies feel like a hug His lyrics the friends who hold my hand “Don’t think twice, It’s alright” It’s strange, I suppose that I rely on music so much When as a child, I th...
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    Who says I’ll fall asleep Maybe I’ll fall awake Maybe the dream world’s the real world And it’s all a big mistake And when I’m wandering where I don’t know Who’s to say I’m really lost? My aim’s to wander aimlessly Through early winter’s frost I’ll let you into my froze...
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    She might be seen sitting at a bus stop her hands peeking out of her sleeves or found spinning awkwardly on a bar stool the smell of pot and tobacco in the air Sometimes Poppy will gaze at ships and wonder if they're going on an expedition to Antarctica if they'll see the Northern Lights ...
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    The air was crisp for the first time all season, burning my cheeks just a little. I like it when it’s clear and not humid so my own head doesn’t make me feel claustrophobic. I had asked my mom for a ride, but I’m glad she said no. I like autumn. I like it walking towards you and seeing it com...
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    This is for the dreamers of the day, and the kids who don’t sleep at night It’s for the punks with their hair dyed and their parents who don’t understand their need for freedom. This is for the teachers, the great ones, the horrible ones, the ones who make us skip class and hide in the bathr...
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    Bring a flower wreath for my hair and a dress that sways in the breeze then take me to a summer night to set my heart at ease Somewhere I can see the stars where the air is warm not hot somewhere no one asks me to be something that I'm not Maybe there's a little house made of wood and paint...
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    There’s something about soup and buttons and sweaters with muted pastel colours and leaves with much brighter colours that all share a space in my mind The same way that neon and sunglasses and heavy base share a spot too and fingers and toes and baby’s laughter and bright innocent...
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    The light was too bright. I raised my right arm to cover my eyes. Where was I; and more importantly: why wasn’t I at work? My wife, Lucy, and I are short on money and I can’t afford to get fired. My eyes adjusted. I moved my arm, feeling something, that felt like it was attached to me, move a...
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    Life is different in the mornings; no one’s yelling at me. When I say the morning, you probably think ten or eleven AM; I think four thirty. The sun rises over the ocean by Canada Place. It’s chilly. The birds are already up and flying. It’s a peacefulness you don’t find in many places, most...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Meet me in tomorrow I’ll wait for you there Underneath the streetlamp With flowers in my hair When I see you I’ll embrace you Your gaze will rest on mine You’ll kiss my lips, my face, and eyes No time is more divine The sidewalk by the river Will be smiling at the moon And the golden...
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    The sky was bright blue and the clouds were puffy. It was one of those trick days in mid-march that is warm and bright before winter returns for another couple of weeks. My friend Zoe and I were walking with our bikes to a trail in the forest. “Do you believe in God?” My eyebrows shot up. Zoe wa...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Let me be the first to tell you I’m not religious. I’m not atheist, Christian, Jewish, Muslim or anything; I’m more agnostic. So when I drew a cross on the pizza bar the two of us were sitting at, I was desperate to feel certainty that there was something bigger or more important in this unive...
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    I wish it would snow. The cold, and the wet wouldn't be so bad. The freezing rain beats on my all to thin hoody and my hands get so cold I can barely feel them and I'm sure my fingers will fall off; so I close my eyes and I'magine waking up tomorrow morning somewhere warm. I wish it w...
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    Stumbling through the cold, windy, snow-less might, I began to feel numb. Numb from the inside out, this time from more than the cold. Walking through this ghost town -where I will probably die and become a ghost myself- I began to wonder what comes next. "Do I get a gold chariot? Will I start ...
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    I stood in a graveyard with a man looking at a tombstone "I pity them" he said, and lit a cigarette. "who the dead?" "The living" My smoke fell out of my mouth. "but there's so much to live for" He shook his head not lifting his gaze "We are t...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Projecting Shadows on my soul Telling me who I am I am so much more then your imagination could conjure I will not bow down to your painting of who you think i am I will push through the fog of whispering decent and come through stronger then i was on the other side And when i am Keep you...
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    I try to stand up, but Im struggling with it My legs feel wobbly and its funny I stumble over to the counter and I lean on it I don’t feel buzzed yet though Maybe some more whisky, or wine that would work My Three other friends are there, two boys and a girl We’ve been friends forever and ...
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    You stand out there alone letting the cold surround you Letting the wind whip your skirt Letting loose hair fly around you Your feet firmly on the cold wet earth Cold air cold wind, all fill my lungs Listened to the church bell in the distance As it rung Its calling me back home, To the sa...
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    I am not sad or angry As I sit here I am at peace As I look out the window I pray for snow but I see rain I don’t mind the rain anymore Sometimes im fooled By the rain As it hit’s the light Sometimes im fooled and I get angry When the rain pretends to be something its not Here the r...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Yesterday i watched Alice in wonderland, the TI'm Burton version and at the part where the red queen showed up, i started crying. Her story isn't evil, or bad its just sad, and i felt a strong connection to her. She is so powerful, so talented, but so overwhelming that no one can handle he...
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