A Sandy Hill poem
A Life Of Crows Cyril Dabydeen Whoever we may have become watching the crows circling the house and
Read moreA Life Of Crows Cyril Dabydeen Whoever we may have become watching the crows circling the house and
Read moreI sing you hard songs; you offer me a rose made of metal I have sculpted my own breath;
Read moreFlash fiction by Cyril Dabydeen “So where do you come from?” he asks. “Where?” I answer. Some nerve he has,
Read moreCyril Dabydeen lives in Sandy Hill, teaches Creative Writing and is a former Poet Laureate of Ottawa. Mosaic Press in
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