'you need to be a warrior right now,especially in Wetherspoon's where you're slightly scaredto take a pissand for comfort you search 'Mudlarking' on your phone,as you squat in the cubicle with one footpressed hard against the doorin case someone should come inand realise what you are.
In my palliative months / the cormorant leaves me / at peace, disintegrating / with the exhalation of a BuddhaWithout Beginning or End is Jacqueline Bourque's final testament to a life well lived, written in the wake of a terminal cancer diagnosis.
