Valerie Silva lives and writes in Montreal. She studies Canadian Postmodernism at McGill University where she is an editor for various campus publications. She was also editorial assistant for Matrix Magazine and now assists at The Bull Calf.
the (un)hyphenated life
It’s one thing
to hold on. Follow the scent of blinding
NEON light and cringe at the sound of the ‘clause’
told by some cold war dissenter that flash photography is our only deity
that we are in/out
Is for the old, the bedridden.
It’s quite another to be
between stacks and stacks of shifting typeface,
and then fall upon one caricature of Lyotard (in leotards nonetheless),
seeing the hyphen’s sneer, its stunt ― it is stunting.
Only the comma in its unassuming curvature, its metal hook, has known, all along, that generational conflicts were not buried in trenches.
It is something, to have to learn, NOW, just how to latch on
To some thing