Derek R. Smith (he/him) is a public health professional, Anishinaabe two-spirit, uncle, partner, sibling, friend, who finds it hard to not write poetry. He has recent publications in Great Lakes Review, ¡Pa’lante!, euphony, and Ignatian Literary Magazine. There is no space for distance here, in poetry, and isn’t that a beautiful thing?
There’s no such thingas a controlled burn.When tinder of dried grassessacrifice themselves to taunting,tactile flameand hell advances,rolling, vampiric combustionafter... Read more.
