We
were cold and breaking
every
window of every boy who called
us
every name, the snow eating
the
sound as a tooth
enters
a marshmallow.
After
years of bells at the river
I
wanted to be warm again—
not
just me, everybody in the mall
dumping
pennies over the glass edge
in
line for a shot of hot maple syrup,
squinting
at the neon signs,
the
stairs unfolding and emerging
in
squares of blue light,
anticipation
thick in the gut.
Patrick Grace is an author and teacher from Vancouver, BC. His poems have been published widely in Canadian literary magazines, including Best Canadian Poetry, EVENT, The Fiddlehead, The Malahat Review, and Prairie Fire. He is the author of two chapbooks: a blurred wind swirls back for you (Turret House Press, 2023), and Dastardly (Anstruther Press, 2021). His debut poetry collection, Deviant (University of Alberta Press, 2024), explores intimacy and fear within gay relationships. He moonlights as the managing editor of Plenitude Magazine. Follow him @thepoetpatrick.
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