The Contender
Snow
falls in the capital,
all these
things that dust does.
You could
be right, not shelved,
less
ambiguous in your polymorphism,
an actual
result, like whiskey,
something
at the bottom
or
further.
When I
write about you, I cry,
pen
tumbles, unbalanced,
I start
over, or want to.
It’s just
the minutius of frozen water,
crystal
of skin or sand,
little
gatherings of intent.
You could
have been someone,
but if
you were,
I probably
wouldn’t have noticed.
Anita Dolman’s poetry and flash fiction have appeared in journals and magazines throughout Canada and the United States, including, most recently, in Grain, Bywords.ca, The Antigonish Review, Ottawater and The Peter F. Yacht Club. Her poetry appeared in the 2006 Chaudiere Books anthology Decalogue: ten Ottawa poets. Her short story “Happy Enough” is available as an e-book (Morning Rain Publishing, Burlington, 2014). You can follow her on Twitter @ajdolman.
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