I knew, that I had to leave; and you knew, that you had to stay. I knew that your Mother would grieve; you told me, it’d be better that...

I’m not looking for the easy way out, baby; I am not even looking for the golden door. Give it to me hard, coarse, and dirty: give it to...

You know, this smog: it’s not helping anybody. Not the pedophiles. Not the ivory-tower wannabes. It’s not helping the police officers who...

We don’t need your mother’s cooking; we don’t need your alibis. We don’t need your pilfered ointment; we don’t need, your goddamn lies....

You ask me where, our loved ones went. I tell you yet, their love was spent. They blinded us with promises — of fortitude, wealth and...

Saint-Jean-Baptiste, 2018. We see you — up there on the tribune — happy, merry and few; you know all the words to your song. You’ve...

I invite you to explore, the lands of my youth: pastures, replete with cerises and bleuets; a place, where the gentle wind blows; where...

I have nothing to give, save my breath and my faith: take this broken body. I’ve travelled everywhere, but was nowhere present. I’ve...

Child did they ever tell you, that this is how it would be? Did they ever help you, see what had to be freed? No one ever wonders, but...

When I was young, I didn’t understand the tiredness my Dad frequented me with. I didn’t get that eyes could hurt in their orbits; that...

Give it a little nudge, and the old machine starts up again — shamelessly fabricating its self-aggrandizing stories, concocting plots,...

There is only one place, where you began; and only one other place, where you will crow. Where we’ll wander, none may know: we’re all...

I came upon you, empty city: I didn’t even know your name. I knew your streets were coarse, but pretty; your steeple had basked in...