Elsewhere
The border when we get to it
poetry
Speechless
Driving through Quesnel past midnight
Kristallnacht
Two night of rain and
Sooke Harbour
On a fishing boat moored
12 Gauge
As if that were an authentication
A time of Gifts
We hiked all morning to get there. Up through
Sanctuary
We travelled from Angengou
Garden
Here's a flowering plum, the blossoms sweet enough to eat. We've trained
Art and Nature
The Bow River winding throug sepia marshes
Flood
My orders simple: build this thing you've no name for
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