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Football Fables

The beautiful game bestrides the world like a colossus

But Blind They Were

The fallacy of an empty continent

Alberta and Me

From a land of oil, true enough

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

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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