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At a Reconciliation Conference in April, I was tasked with the final speakers slot at the end of the day. A significant portion of the...

Trees Leaves Solemnity: a deep-voiced lost boy story is an earlier poem in a body of work that reflects deeply on Indigeneity, nostalgia,...

three green oak trees lined the street across from my balcony that same place she first handed her cigarette to me still imprinted with...