ten things I’m sorry for at different levels of severity in no particular order

By Emily Norton
Winter 2020 | Poetry

my landlord hearing us fucking/ i haven’t finished a book in months/ i don’t really want to go to

thanksgiving dinner/ i don’t really know my brother/ being a dyke/ killing my houseplants/

telling my therapist about you/ stepping on my cat’s paw/ sleeping late/ considering this a poem

Emily Norton is a 22-year-old poet and editor residing in Toronto. Her work centres themes of reclamation and honesty within lesbian identity and whatever hopeless romanticism comes up. You can read more of her work at patreon.com/emnortonwrites. Her Twitter is @_emnorton.

Other Works

What Happens in Vegas in Summer

by S. T. Brant

... Giant sparrows, sequined with lilies and chrysanthemums, geraniums, roses, and hyacinths, made the bear’s hibernation den into their nest. The bear thought he could take them, but he found them too beautiful to disturb ...

2 Poems

by Katya Buresh

... i. / rise on splayed toes over the rubber mat toward the gate that swings hums with gaps tells / me there’s orange in my future ...