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Big Sun & The Crabapple Miracle
I Have you met me yet? – I am a small animal who is trying to fall in love with you. Oh, wait, no, that can’t be right. – I woke up really slow at first and then all of the sudden. And all of the things I had been holding in my hands and in the space between my skin and my real self started to fall, which is to say I started to drop them, and then couldn’t remember how to pick them up again. I started to get smaller, and smaller, and smaller, until I exploded, until I met my real body. – Have we met before?…
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Love is an old t-shirt
Your love sticks like an old t-shirt to my skin on a rainy day.
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Party Leftovers
Music still turns from the hour, once hushed by the conversation of the hour.Candle wicks burn until their end, unattended.Steam from a sidelined mug makes the air, clashing perfumes and colognes, visible.Wrinkles on the couch like a basset hound.Table runner stained with half-eaten pies left on ceramic dishes with scratchy bottoms.Shared flannel blanket draped over a battered armchair.Milk in the pitcher, passed from cocoa to tea, collects dust particles visible in the white.Fire burns bright in the low light, unattended.The skin is tight at my laugh lines like lifting a heated glass, intentionally impressing.– The frost-filled town like a photo outside;now only I am walking amongst these mementos. GiGi Kang
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Changes
If I knew the words of your deepest revenge I’d read them over and over again
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The end is just the beginning
The end is just the beginning, but where does it end? What was once an endless ocean where you could fall deeper than anywhere else in the world now seems so close to shore. But you can never be too sure. It comes in waves, and when you finally touch the sand you were all too scared of, you feel the ocean you once loved drowning you till it feels like you can never breathe again, but you live. That’s the end. Because it never ends until you find your beginning. Alison Wong
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Unstoppable Force
On that day, I caught lightning in a jar. Wondrous bewilderment coursed when she asked my name.
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His First Love
I didn’t expect it. My first love; my first kiss from my lips to his
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TAG
You know how like/sometimes/new clothes come with those super long tags
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Agape
If I could be a cloud
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In Loving Memory
Dear Reader… For context and as a content and/or trigger warning, my mother passed away a few years ago. I found solace in reading and writing poetry. It lent a hand in articulating the complex emotions and nuances of navigating through the past few years after losing someone so important to me. The creation and collection of these three short, anonymous poems has been a reflective and therapeutic experience. My hopes are that they can help you reflect on and articulate similar emotions or feelings if you too have lost a loved one. TLDR; Content/Trigger Warning: This collection of poems deals with themes of death, losing a family member, parent, …
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Intimacy
A whisper drips From the tip of his tongue And slides into her ear
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Everyday Event
shuddering the shadows huddled in corners, soon to be sacrificed to the glorious
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Hymn, he was
The sunrise laughter, he was— His array of morning-bird chirping humor, A tear-turned-smile: Houdini’s final quest.
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Shame on me
Back bent backwards, knees bruised blistering bloody
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Alone in the River with Who?
Sitting on an island with who? I'm not sitting here with you.
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Past, Present, Future
Be me a woman, compassionate and kind
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When I think of you, I am home
An Ode to Ammama (and Hyderabad)
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Ode(?) To Skincare
The acne and dark spots that have spread like a virus on my face has not followed quarantine rules.
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Long-Gone Honey
You slung steaming water into the mug
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THE ESA POETRY COLLECTION
Are you an aspiring poet? Do you want to share your works with the UBC community? Now’s your chance! In response to the growing number of aspiring writers here at UBC, the ESA is excited to host our first ever creative conference, The Poetry Collection. We welcome all aspiring poets to participate in this event and gain some experience having their works presented to an audience and also, to have the opportunity to be featured on our website! The first component of this event is a virtual submission form. Here, we request that poets submit their works using a Word or PDF document in order for their works to be…
