"I pray him dead every thirteenth heartbeat, marking the anniversaries since his tongue went on holiday after learning fists are harder to ignore."

"I pray him dead every thirteenth heartbeat, marking the anniversaries since his tongue went on holiday after learning fists are harder to ignore."  

Let us give you a couple of minutes with that line.

That is from Mariel Pauline's poem, "There Are More Subtle Ways for a Body to Rebel" from our new anthology coming out in August "The Understanding between Foxes and Light."  This poem hits on the wickedness of evil and how it sometimes, for some, helps the heart to beat.  It's an aching poem from an aching poet in a time when certain aches are still deemed "not protected by law."  We really can't wait for this anthology to be in your hands.  We really have taken a grand step in a new yet familiar direction (we know that's a BS way of saying that) but there is something so satisfying with this book that we can't wait to share it with you.  It's like this great secret we all whisper.

July 31st...Manitoba's, 99 Ave B (between 6th and 7th) 8:00pm.