THE SUN SETS, ETC.
Air balloons over Gatineau.
A setting sun.
A family canoes across Dow Lake.
Cyclists on the gravel trail.
And in the park
she sits alone.
And she can’t describe.
And she can’t be described.
She’s lost solutions.
There’s no solutions.
They disconnect.
Like Hass, trees sway like something.
Like Muldoon, small somethings buzz.
A description,
how she feels
sitting in the park.
No materials to text it.
Author’s Bio
Evan J is from Treaty 1 territory and currently lives beside Kabechenong / Teiaiagon / the Humber River. If you’ve read Evan’s work, he implores you to read at least two other nonwhite writers. Evan is an assistant at Brick Magazine and runs Slackline Creative Arts Series in Toronto.