Sylvie Hill

THE NATURE OF OUR HUMAN NATURE The food was garbage … but my room was spacious and so clean, the maids wonderful, the tourists comical and kind. And that Cayo Coco beach in Cuba (last March) was the most turquoise brilliance I’ve ever seen after my Benjamin Moore “Caribbean blue” painted living room wall, I’ll […]

THE GUIDING LIGHT OF HANDJOBS Interesting how we romanticize anomalies, which supports stereotypes. And win awards for it! A black man who carries the touch from a bisexual but balanced, kind chap who jerked him off on the beach and kissed him softly as a late teenager into his adulthood, and never touches another person, […]

Kitchen Let’s be insecure in a kitchen somewhere washing our dishes the oldskool way Like, I’d be with the red checkered towelette slowly, slowly drying inside your favourite mug and you’d be asking: “But can you see yourself married to me…?” Let’s be insecure in the kitchen out there cutting vegetables slowly for emu stew […]

“Someday soon I’ll get a little bit free I’ll get a little older, colder” ~ Age of Faith Target At 46 and 41 we both know — no one has fucked like us. When we pass each on the street you hug me like you are emptying… Don’t think your kiss on my cheek stolen […]

I Ate My Dinner With A Stack of Letters I ate my dinner With a stack of letters From boys who sent me their worlds Through words from universities and jobs From faraway cities and the woods Pouring out their hearts and hopes And fears of making the grade Or dreams And always sending their […]

The Only Time I Cheated (aka Poet’s-Past) The only time I cheated I did not we were drunk me, you and Jer walking back from Equinox arm in arm like a bunch of nuts you dropped my arm and we held hands I transgressed: I rubbed your thumb I was only 21. The only time […]

Tell Them (in the starlight) Tell them that my first year conscious, really at three I had my fingers on the ebony and ivory keys that by four they bought me an electric organ Then parents divorced – end of my piano lessons. Tell them that only after three years conscious, so seven I was […]

Supernaturals I was talking to the Universe earlier today Asking why it sent someone my way. When all this weekend, and all day My phone was ringing with a strange thing. Code 230, who can that be? I Googled it and what did I see? Mauritius country code, I smiled, finally: Ah, thank you Universe: […]

Sit Solo on Porch, Tortured Here I sit Is it memory making or past re-take? The asphalt roadway is not the lake. And the burning on the burners of my stove are chemicals from cleaners not BBQ smoke. I do enjoy sitting alone. Here I sit And recall bringing two lovers to my cabin One […]

Loving The Alien (Story of the Two Same-Named Men) The Universe came And gave me a man with your same name Spelled the exact same way With a British accent and as strange: Not from Camber…well But Camber…ley Some family equestrian thing Folks ran businesses: exactly. I told an ex, I’m dating; name’s “R____” “What […]