Sylvie Hill

Une Coque Héroïque: Quelle Chicane – c’est dûr! I Serge Gainsbourg’s concept album About a Lolita type called Melody Nelson According to the writer, Darran Anderson Was a lament, a forecast of what he knew would happen. It was a premature goodbye to Jane Birkin After he was let go by Brigitte Bardot He knew […]

Cairo the Skater Stoner Cairo’s fucked off the institutions again Said he’d burn the motherfucker down That one prof who flunked him From a 50 to a zero Fuck the establishment! He’s on a mission, shitting his britches Sick with a bug and bad nutrition Gone south on a mission To sell CDs Buy a […]

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Hello Ms Elizabeth Renzetti! I so enjoyed listening to your interview this morning on CBC’s The Sunday Edition! It reminded me so much of the mercurial personality of my Male Muse who I write about in my upcoming book of spoken-word poetry, featuring art by Juan Carlos Noria (aka dixon) where London, England is a […]

I bet you after he did what he did And let me off at Russell Square Station Put his sunglasses on, went looking for some breakfast, said: “Well, that sure will give the girl something to write about, then.” WHAT’S THIS BOOK ABOUT? Read/Listen to samples here. Russell Square Station: mine the trash is a […]

This Way Out (of Russell Square Station) “You got pissed, shit happened, you can’t handle your alcohol,” is how he said it when shit hit the fan, and I was calling him, crying from Ottawa. The blackouts, the what-thu’s, the not-making-sense of its He deciphered with patience, once, two times and a third, closed case. […]

I Stand By, Tempest Yes, the goddamn storms will rage, man! Will you fight or take flight? Will you man up and see the light Or sulk like a fucking little child? Yes, the times will be tough, man! You’ll lose the girl and gain A new one losing her again Because of your memory […]

Presentimiento I was going on a trip this weekend I needed to pull out the suitcase. My body shuddered as I touched the handle Same one you lugged to the station. I pretended I’d find a note Tucked away in one of the pockets Thought maybe you left me a message After the morning that […]

FALLING IN LOVE: or, WE ARE TRYING TO SAVE EACH OTHER | In my past, I have chosen men with whom a longterm relationship would not be realistic/possible because of the baggage I was carrying. These men carried my loads intensely and consistently: it breaks bodies down. Other men I have chosen because I was […]