Tag: Vancouver
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strawberry full moon (postcards from canada)
they ask meto meet themoceanside.drift awayunder astrawberryfull moon. i arrivelatebut eager. off grid,stanley park. California approaches. “hi.. what’s your name? i’ve got something for youto break the ice.”he gestures to his sling bag. “no thanks, i’m working,”i gesture to my camera. “here, for you when you’re done. find me when your done.”he slips, plastic, into my back pocket. …
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UBC rose garden (postcards from Canada)
golden hour melodiesleads me throughcampus grounds, intokaleidoscope hues. i am lost, indream state.dissassociations,sweet reverie. forest greenover-grown leaves, embellishinginfancy to decay. a bold watercolor palette, of silky satins folded with care.some painted flushed, like cheeks from a first kiss.or canary yellow, like the innocence of childlike wonder. or the boldness of a swan’s fluttering, on midnight skylines. some…
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golden hour pacific northwest coast (postcards from canada)
they want me to be someone i am not.somedays i can play,somedays i cannot. i think they love me lesswhen i cannot. if i could, i would. but i can’t. i am so so sotired. i think i would like to waitfor someone who sees me as i am.the sunshineand the moonlight. is that alright?it was alot to lose.…
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burrard inlet (postcards from canada)
i arrive, granville island. my hair is down, long blonde hair softly curled. pops of undertone baby pink peak out from the bottom, whisperings of “i felt sad and needed color.” i’m dressed in my favourite dress, peachy pink with floral blues.i even do my makeup too, soft and subtle, but intentional. a pop of glitter white in the corners…
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West 4th Avenue (a reprise)
baby boyi filtered myselfi’m not sure who i’m protectingbut i went a little too easy on you rooftop partiesmade to impress. you know,you didn’t have to try so hard. i’m not on the table for taking. truth isyou pissed me offthe way you looked me up and downi never felt so fucking objectified, humiliated. the way i had…
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