Montreal at Night: Spencer Elliot Carr

09/19/201410/20/2021 ~ kaleidoscopeonline

The city is alive, Some dopamine-drenched dream, Or serotonin-stupor, There must be some meaning, An answer, a reason, The lights are eerie, I feel real, but surroundings Are a nighttime dreamscape, Odd things hold importance, Election signs in the moonlight, Edith Laperle, Debout pour Outremont, How can I be sure if I am awake, Such … Continue reading Montreal at Night: Spencer Elliot Carr

Clearing Space: Jim Beckta

09/19/201406/20/2018 ~ kaleidoscopeonline

Hasn’t enough been said? Words pile up like so much trash. And more line up. Pulling out old corpses stored in the mud, pulling them onto the beach where the tide can pull them out to sea and little fish with mighty jaws may grind them up so they become sand and coral and butterflies … Continue reading Clearing Space: Jim Beckta