Sylvie Hill

Let Your Lovers Go Today. I came face to face with my last Lover. It had been five years. He has grown stronger. He retains his honest vulnerability. His admirable grace and honesty. He has become all he has wanted to be Since he moved out and I forced our ending. Let your lovers go. […]

I Got News Of Your Marriage Well, there it is and official. I got news of your marriage. And I thought then of our years of correspondence: daily about everything, debates and discussions. And that last time you were single and playing a gig in town You said you couldn’t wait to see me and […]

With Hearts Like Thunder Remember you once knew two Indians? One was of Maori and the other a First Nations? Were they both ruined when it came to women? Long-term lookers then a bunch of in-betweeners? And do you remember they each opened a restaurant? One bought a pizzeria in the town on the Atlantic […]

Honestly, The world is a funny place. It rather respects men who don’t cheat – or so state. But then those who openly admit it – we castigate. “I’m going to fuck my ex back home,” he says barely half hour after he unceremoniously takes. We tell that story and folks just hate him! But […]

Aw baby, where did you dock your ship? Somewhere foreseen; they all said you’d go back to it. Somewhere in history; aha: your life of privilege! Business advice from your dad you inherit. From the quiet place to the space where you were fastest. From the island paradise to the London town pace frenetic. Now […]

* great title borrowed from Joseph Arthur; unrelated poem

Wolves When I held out my leather mit again That he bought me so I could play the game And said, “when is he coming back this way?” She waved me away. When there was a Christmas Eve accident And the one got out of the car to sort it I gave her a pen […]

Love, Fishing For Answers To the woman who pines for an asshole And that man who reels on lost love I’m about to make you feel better about yourself And help sort your crap and be it resolved that… Women dwell in sentimentality No more opportunity to nurture him. And the man yearns for his […]