PinnedA Gypsy’s FuneralBurn it You can burn it all The books The quilts The poetry The dried paint on the boards The pictures in their frames When I die Burn it all You can burn it all Like the gypsies did A caravan on fire Diaries ablaze No secrets revealed No shame relived No memories to smile to A life forgotten…Poem2 min read
Nov 18, 2020Soutenons-nous dans le deuil. Supporting each other in mourning.About a year ago now, I published a text, a poem about my mom’s declining health and self due to a case of Alzheimer that consumed her before our very eyes in a matter of months. It was an ode to her passion for literature, to her bright mind, a…2 min read
Apr 11, 2020Let’s Talk About Death, Baby!Une réflexion #BeyondCovid19 Ça fait déjà quelques années que je me demande si on est collectivement prêts à vivre les deuils en rafale qui nous attendent. Mon questionnement a émergé aux annonces successives du décès de ces gens de talentueux, pourtant encore jeunes, humbles mortels qui de leur vivant ont…Death7 min read
Mar 8, 2020“Le dernier livre”Lettre à Michel Tremblay Québec, décembre 2019 Cher Monsieur Tremblay, Michel, C’est une drôle d’affaires pour moi que d’aller acheter votre dernier ouvrage. Ça ne devait pas se passer comme ça. Je ne devais pas avoir à m’en occuper, c’est elle qui devait le faire. Elle devait l’ajouter à sa liste de commissions, celles de Noël. Elle devait aller…3 min read
Dec 24, 2019A Christmas MemoryA Xmas Story written for the ‘Your Holiday Mom’ project in support to LGBT youth — 24dec2019 Oh yay ! You’re here ! I’m so glad you made it in time to see my dad perform the Christmas tradition I so adored when I was little, one I kept believing…Christmas3 min read
Dec 23, 2019HerI opened the door Her smile beamed She came in and introduced me to my dad He shrugged We let it lie Just like we did with every nonsense her confused brain would trick her into believing made sense. It had become More and more difficult to hang out Yet a little easier…Short Story1 min read
Dec 23, 2019Death of a TruckI finally spotted it amongst the other cars. There it was, standing still, as reassuring as a familiar face in an overwhelming crowd. The state of it though. The matte finish of its fading paint made it easily recognisable. A tarnished spoon misplaced in a polished silverware set. I had…Short Story2 min read
Dec 23, 2019The HarvestThe harvest had been good So much had been learned We had sung old homeland songs acapella, each perched on a cherry-tree top The fruits had this dark sweetness One for the basket. One for me One for the harvest. One for me The view from here was phenomenal The air…Short Story2 min read
Dec 23, 2019The End Of The RoadWe Were already over We loved each other We made each other laugh Wanted the best for each other Yet incapable of offering it Our hot tempers Never giving in It had dawned on me on day We had no project in common No house to renovate No trips around the world to…Roadtrip2 min read
Dec 22, 2019My Favorite ThingsFresh clean linen And the cat purring A gentle sun ray On a baby sleeping The roar of the sea The thunder The rain The quiet before a storm The smell following it A crunchy toast Done on both sides A hot black coffee In that funny mug Billie singing…Poetry2 min read
