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Adriana Onita | University of Alberta

My Last Four Minutes on Prince William Street

12:06

climbing out of my window

to practice kissing on a gargoyle

12:07

hunching over harbour, city,

his gaping mouth, tongue protruding

fresh dulse smell wafts onto his lips

salty ocean stuck to his stone-flesh

12:08

foglover, my hybrid pagan god,

with your ghastly, gothic stare

surely if I do not blush for you

I should at least regret

what I have spent on you

12:09

a stone tooth in my mouth

12:10

the last sign of our love affair


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