verifiedalias: an unofficial persona

  • A Frightened Rabbit

    They found him floating in the Forthas was the planhaving put it offanother day. another yearreminded that being sad sometimes is not the sameas thisonly amplifiedby the shared planwishing we were armed with more than the past, and the will, and a brickuseless articles in the face of suffering

  • Half-way

    I’ve reached something of a halfway point Where all of this takes on a bit more meaning The list of things I haven’t done isn’t growing longer as much as it’s growing more unlikely And yet that’s who I am I carry guilt like a second sedimentary skin I can’t shed Dwelling on those I…

  • work

    you work for it.they tell you this from the get go.they scream it from pulpits and it gets lost in the white noiseuntil later, when you haven’t beenand it starts to slideit starts to get to a point where the amount of workis insurmountableso you work less and so does it.

  • striving for adequacy

    making it all look different he took in the whole event watched the struggle for movement, this unearthed challenge, into well worn hardened sunken sore and broken outstretched hands stretching for flesh stretching for light for extended invitations towards pitter patter towards emerging coordination the adolescent meander and the inevitable race building momentum building with…

  • eight

    8 weeks now without proper sleepand the constant “how is he questions?”from faces that wouldn’t see the humour in “still alive!”and the cee dee’s collecting dust in the corner beside that unwatched movie i need to returnand the wine left half finishedand the houseboundwastedmiddayteeveemarathons waking up to see I have fallen asleep with a bottle…

  • Open letter to a teenage concert buddy

    “It’s my fourth Pearl Jam show: that time in the now condemned Maple Leaf Gardens, at Molson Park in Barrie out in the dust and gravel, and the first time in the long closed Exhibition Stadium with you, where the Blue Jays used to play before they built the Skydome, before the strike that obliterated…

  • An excerpt from The Greatest Ever Read Aloud Book Ever Written Ever

    Ms Moran, the Phys. Ed. teacher, was busy walking the students towards the gymnasium when Neduart caught up to the back of the line. He had missed the beginning of the theme song. Everyone loved Ms Moran, so much so that no one had ever thought, not even once, to change one of the letters…

  • getting things down pat.

    there are new pains one of us should have just stoppedone of us should have looked in the other directionlet it carre en off the edge without passengers but I wanted to winfor the first time that day. and you just wouldn’t listen.

  • the club show

    thereheadlights and footlightsthe sound of nervous laughter a band with a drum machine openslowering expectations substantially lights go uplights go downlights go uplights go down then performancepremature encorepizza delivered to busesand the long road ahead my rider includes american cigarettesmy rider includes exotic water in fancy bottlesmy rider includes three willing participantsmy rider includes an…

  • the glass is…

    even after copious researchnotes on the bodiespictures of the slainhe still threatened the faint glimpse before darkness no compassno direction forwardevery day pawing around all empty inside I think it was funny onceor learned from some distant relationsomething without spiritsounding like an echosounding like a rocking chairsounding like a broken record or a threat