Tag Archives: Owen Sound

More on orange lilies

Those flowers looping my great-grandfather’s headstone were the tigerest of lilies, outrageous tongues licking the hellfire fade of his name from granite, harder than he was when his mother begged him to drop his King James in deathbed drama, and he wouldn’t. … Continue reading

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the escarpment (my Sarawak)

the escarpment wrapped my great-aunt’s house in Owen Sound curled around that small city like a gentle rock arm in a loose, casual embrace– nothing too tight or showing much emotion in the north we climbed that rock every summer … Continue reading

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