Tag Archives: Darrell Epp

walking past the statue of our founding slaver the gears and cogs inside me keep it down to a low hum, rise up to a steampunk clanging screech when we pass the food basics where bananas are 49 cents a … Continue reading →

it’s not easy building igloos in the sahara. the sun melts the ice, and wind grinds even the hardest monuments back into powder. ten thousand years later you’re back where you started. it wasn’t easy listening to the doctor say … Continue reading →

if time is a cube then behind some secret door it’s still 1997, the cops were brutal that year, that was before cell phones and dashcams, one cop put a gun in my face just because i lived next to … Continue reading →

…and the cop directing traffic in the hailstorm is the cop who threw you in the back of his car because your photo didn’t match your face, you’d had a beard back then, and dreams, is the cop who taught … Continue reading →

…still it soothes us, the clanking and humming in the half-dark, the giant sooty bellows of the coke ovens, the sky sucking on smokestacks in a new-wave science fiction sort of cpr. and the drones aren’t predators, not yet, so … Continue reading →

ice cracking on burlington bay, that’ll do it, or sometimes just current events, sometimes just lonely. it’s late this year, blame sunspots, blame gravity, that angry rip current bursting from those two black holes that merged three billion years ago. … Continue reading →

this is the heron i pray for during morning ablutions during nocturnal humiliations her hollow-boned mass equals energy sleeping between her wing and the weed-pocked earth her twin telescopes scan for cracks where life might hide—how regal her updraft glide! … Continue reading →

the mad scientist forgot something. a critical rounding error and human progress tumbled down a blind alley. canada post mixed up the test results: congratulations! or, not. a barn owl howled and fritz dropped the brain, replaced it with the … Continue reading →

thought i’d finally got on top of things but then i heard about those two black holes eating each other out in the centre of the galaxy and all bets were off. this is your brain. this is your brain … Continue reading →

gave gerald the 40 bucks but he never gave me the two caps he promised, just old jokes and crackpot theories about gravity strings and leprechauns, subcutaneous microchips and falling angels. i’d still prefer the two caps. i want hard … Continue reading →

to be forever throbbing was the whole point of the endeavour, even the mountains are moving in dizzy loops and whirls, even stars dance and star dust is what we are. so we tangoed, saluting the furnaces that forged us. … Continue reading →

dreamed of crazy eights back at the tin mill. dreamed we still had a tin mill, but now it’s cheaper to roll slabs in brazil, or almost anywhere but here. head office is in luxembourg, or mumbai, it’s called amalgamation, … Continue reading →

the smear like a microdot of jam, i watched it, wondered about her family, wondered if she’d even known what hit her, with a brain only a microscope could see. the crossing guard barely registered, just another clown with a … Continue reading →

the day we forgot to protect our passwords there was all this beauty we missed out on: the fruit from that quince tree, tiny and tart, rolling along the sidewalks, into the gutters; shadows like vampire capes caressing the lawn, … Continue reading →

wanted erotic but they gave me erratic, looked for something fun and real: they sent me to a funeral! my ticket to paradise was a thicket of paradox. and the paved shoulder on the 407 extension was littered with corpses, … Continue reading →

a winged unicorn should never stop believing in life on mars just because it’s tied up to a parking meter and it’s out of coins and here comes the by-law enforcement officer. a poem should be a window to reality: … Continue reading →