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Here Be Dragons

The misadventures of Bill Morneau

Ho, Ho, No!

There arose such a clatter

Primus extra pares

The evolution of the job of PM

The Night I Slept in Your Throat (an excerpt)

 

sleep jars

of unnoticed laughter

watch

your mothed fingers

untie

a midnight chorus of edges

unhinged

we arc backwards

one thousand paper cranes

asleep in my mouth

forever tracing the edge of your stillness

the night I slept in your throat

climb into my breast-knot

let go

let go

let go

crawl me

to a place

of near

Victoria Mohr-Blakeney is a choreographer, visual artist and creator. She is a graduate of the Banff Centre’s Writing with Style program (2008). Her poem “Sleep Jars” is an excerpt from a full-length narrative poem titled The Night I Slept in Your Throat. She lives, writes and works in Toronto.

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