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Meet the graduates of this summer's storytelling workshop series, and hear their stories. Our tellers honour and celebrate bisexual, pansexual, fluid and label-free lives. All welcome!
Time is like the painter’s lie, no line
around apple or along thigh, though the apple
aches to its sweet edge, strains
to its skin, the seam of density. Invisible line
closest to touch. Lines of wet grass
on my arm, your tongue’s
wet line across my back.
All the history in the bone-embedded hills
of your body. Everything your mouth
remembers. Your hands manipulate
in the darkness, silver bromide
of desire darkening skin with light.
--from "Last Night's Moon" by Anne Michaels--
Contact Catherine Jones - email@example.com