I am a Canadian, originally from Hamilton, Ontario. I have also lived in Toronto, the Ottawa Valley, British Columbia, and am now living in Calgary, Alberta. I have studied sciences at McMaster University and anthropology at the University of Toronto and travelled across Canada, the U.S. and briefly to Mexico and the Caribbean. I have been writing seriously for twenty years, been an active member of writers’ groups and performed my work in public numerous times, twice on radio. I have written more than 100 poems, many short stories, and am presently working on a few novels while participating in literary websites.
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After ignotion, / you soar like a rocket, / over the moon.
... out into / outer space, where the view is always / magnificent – nothing but the best / death for you, baby -
...where raucous music and / phosphorescent fashions / are steady as a wave / or a pulse that must / start somewhere, so…
My armour wasn’t any good - / he’d always find my weakness.
He looked at my neighbour, who was standing in his overalls at the kitchen sink, and croaked, “Hey, man – do you got any aspirin? I don’t feel too good.”
Sometime in the middle of the night, he began / to wander in the big country, where the deep / space sky knows all about you but…