Aroused by possibility
My fingers tilt to form a magic frame
And suddenly we are not at Mel’s all night Montreal deli in Toronto
You are undoing the wrapper,
sucking the nuts
from a general store chocolate muck job
You wouldn’t usually buy that crap
but we are in the Yukon at the Klondike Bar . . .
Published in TOK: Writing the New Toronto, Book 6. Purchase the book to read the full piece.
Toronto locations referenced in this piece
“And suddenly we are not at Mel’s all night Montreal deli in Toronto . . . ” —Mel’s Montreal Delicatessen