“difficult for the Western mind to understand” by Julia at her desk

Thursday October 4, 2018
9:36pm
5 minutes
The Heart of Understanding
Thich Nhat Hanh

Did I luck out living here or did I land in the wrong place?
You might say that I am exactly where I need to be.
And you would be right. Or you would just be, in that instance.
Total harmony with the universe, not convincing; not pushing.
Here where all these scales lead me further away from happiness.
The belief in others’ approval and allowances. I wish to only seek
my own decision. For the last time leave my importance on the weight
of shoulders balancing on one wheel. I will not dip low and find
comfort there. I will question my trapped animal and learn to pack
a wound. I will face the demon head on and I will make the thing anyway.
I will keep myself and throw away the key.
Who wants a body you can love in a place where they
won’t let you love it.

“Hair Design Inc.” by Sasha on her couch


Monday May 19, 2014
10:49pm
5 minutes
from insurance papers

He gets the east side, I get the west. When we broke up, I laid it out. “I expect that you won’t travel west of Spadina and I won’t go east of Yonge. Deal?” “Deal.” He said. We shook on it. His hand was cold and my palm was sweaty. I cried into the carpet after he left for about forty five minutes and then that was it. That was the size of my grief. You’d think that after six years and three apartments, there might be more than that. He gets the east and I get the west, right? Wrong. Kathleen just moved to… Riverdale. “God!” I shouted at her when she told me the news. “Jason and I got a great one bedroom on Degrassi!” She said, all excited. “He got the east side…” I said, after she furrowed her eyebrows. “Isn’t that a little… infantile?” She said.