Listen!

This bit for a Friday…

How they talk

We like it, they say

with our husbands away

women come, women go

stroller wheels kick dirt

toddlers tangle with mothers’ breath

all this sparkling boredom

I have cancer, she says

so crave my rituals

fingers wrench inside a hot New Yorker

her other hand coolly rims latté

Words gust and shift

these two tell tales

their men absent

they glide round each other’s orbit

imagine

all kinds of touch.

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About Nor

I'm a creative non-fiction writer, with a special interest in memoirs and obituaries--life stories, local histories with flesh & blood anecdotal details. I'm also beginning to create podcasts of people's stories and expanding their audiences. I'm a diarist, an editor, and a political activist. I live in Toronto, Ontario, Canada and spend days tapping keys or staining my fingers in ink.
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