alix2044Feb 101 minI Knew, That I Had To LeaveI 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...
alix2044Jan 311 minI’m Not Looking For The Easy Way Out, BabyI’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...
alix2044Jan 311 minYou Know, This SmogYou know, this smog: it’s not helping anybody. Not the pedophiles. Not the ivory-tower wannabes. It’s not helping the police officers who...
alix2044Jan 311 minWe Don’t NeedWe 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....
alix2044Jan 311 minYou Ask Us Where, Our Loved Ones WentYou ask me where, our loved ones went. I tell you yet, their love was spent. They blinded us with promises — of fortitude, wealth and...
alix2044Jan 311 minHymn Of The ExcludedSaint-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...
alix2044Jan 311 minSoyons tous Canadiens françaisI invite you to explore, the lands of my youth: pastures, replete with cerises and bleuets; a place, where the gentle wind blows; where...
alix2044Jan 311 minI Have Nothing To GiveI have nothing to give, save my breath and my faith: take this broken body. I’ve travelled everywhere, but was nowhere present. I’ve...
alix2044Jan 301 minNever Felt So LovedChild 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...
alix2044Jan 271 minWhen I Was YoungWhen 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...
alix2044Jan 271 minGive It A Little NudgeGive it a little nudge, and the old machine starts up again — shamelessly fabricating its self-aggrandizing stories, concocting plots,...
alix2044Jan 271 minFootstepsThere 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...
Daniel ViraghNov 15, 20211 minAt The End Of My TravelsI 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...