Life's Gruel


Put that train on repeat
And you'll get a new
Chug, chug, chug
That prairie heat
My lungs clog like mud
Choking on the worms
The video recorder, recording
Those bugs with their sinister
One million eyes
My little body
Covered in lye
And in the morning that
Glorious windchime
Suffering the immense
Density of a long lost clock

Where life lies
Down in a rabbit hole
But I hope I'm no Alice
Naive, sinister, and cruel
You traded your life

For life's gruel

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Olivia Wiggins is a twenty-one year old student from a small town, Revelstoke, BC, Canada. She attends school at the University of Alberta, where she studies English and history. Her ultimate goal is to become a secondary education teacher. "My poetry has a focus on the internal self or individual. It includes the question of who we are and the journey of finding ourselves when we are stuck in conflict with mundane, daily life. My poetry is also rooted in exploring how colloquial language can truly express how we feel emotionally, rather than writing formally and academically.