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Sundogs

Charlotte M. Porter
September 24th, 2020
A “sundog,” or parhelion, is defined as an “atmospheric optical phenomenon that consists of a bright spot to one or both sides of the sun”; or, as Aristotle and our narrator put it: “accidents of matter, a.k.a fuck-ups off-script.”

A “sundog,” or parhelion, is defined as an “atmospheric optical phenomenon that consists of a bright spot to one or both sides of the sun”; or, as Aristotle and our narrator put it: “accidents of matter, a.k.a fuck-ups off-script.”

Flash-Fried 2.0

yolk
September 17th, 2020
Here are the winners of Flash-Fried 2.0, yolk's short form poetry contest.

Here are the winners of Flash-Fried 2.0, yolk's short form poetry contest.

In Transit: "Untitled"

Mathieu Lamontagne-Cumiford
September 10th, 2020
While weaving underground on the city’s great pulmonary track from one metro station to the next, Mathieu pauses at Papineau to capture both the stillness and the frenzied rush of being alone, together.

While weaving underground on the city’s great pulmonary track from one metro station to the next, Mathieu pauses at Papineau to capture both the stillness and the frenzied rush of being alone, together.

In Transit: "Prochaine Station: Part 2"

Greg Labrosse
August 19th, 2020
In part two of Labrosse's story, Oriana's two pursuits become one. Discover the space with her.

In part two of Labrosse's story, Oriana's two pursuits become one. Discover the space with her.

In Transit: "Prochaine Station: Part 1"

Greg Labrosse
August 8th, 2020
From Cartagena, Colombia, to Montreal, Canada, follow Oriana underground, as she discovers the architectural history of Montreal’s metro stations and embarks on a journey that takes her back to the 1976 Olympic games.

From Cartagena, Colombia, to Montreal, Canada, follow Oriana underground, as she discovers the architectural history of Montreal’s metro stations and embarks on a journey that takes her back to the 1976 Olympic games.

"Inflation" & "Hallelujah"

Gale Acuff
August 5th, 2020
If the plate came back around anyway I might pinch my quarter back, or at least take some change for it, a dime and a nickel, say. That would still be a sin but less of one.

If the plate came back around anyway I might pinch my quarter back, or at least take some change for it, a dime and a nickel, say. That would still be a sin but less of one.

Pasture Statues

Alfredo Salvatore Arcilesi
July 29th, 2020
But they still had a few minutes. And so Millie mooed. Cate mooed with her. The cow stared at them.

But they still had a few minutes. And so Millie mooed. Cate mooed with her. The cow stared at them.

In Transit: A Collection by Chris Shepherd

Chris Shepherd
July 16th, 2020
The lights on the ceiling look like the blue cars and mimic our movements; snaking through tunnels, bending at curves, and eventually, bifurcating in opposite directions.

The lights on the ceiling look like the blue cars and mimic our movements; snaking through tunnels, bending at curves, and eventually, bifurcating in opposite directions.

The Huge Fanged Snake

Ben Fine
July 7th, 2020
"Nothing really bad happened, no one got hurt, but that night I was eaten by a huge, red-eyed, big fanged, foamy-mouthed python."

"Nothing really bad happened, no one got hurt, but that night I was eaten by a huge, red-eyed, big fanged, foamy-mouthed python."

"Mr. Rundle stalks me." & "Hemlock."

Denbeigh Whitmarsh
June 28th, 2020
Denbeigh Whitmarsh's work serves as a cultural milieu between the rural and the urban.

Denbeigh Whitmarsh's work serves as a cultural milieu between the rural and the urban.

We Support Black Lives Matter

yolk
June 8th, 2020
Yolk stands in solidarity with Black Lives Matter.

Yolk stands in solidarity with Black Lives Matter.

In Transit: "Love Train"

Sarah Velk
May 27th, 2020
“She would fill herself up one night at a time on the Love Train towards Place-Saint-Henri metro station. She watched herself in the window for four stops and listened to the boots tread around her heart for another.”

“She would fill herself up one night at a time on the Love Train towards Place-Saint-Henri metro station. She watched herself in the window for four stops and listened to the boots tread around her heart for another.”

Jim

Maia Kowalski
May 15th, 2020
“Come on,” Jim said, and he held out his hand in a high-five. “I know you love the handshake.”

“Come on,” Jim said, and he held out his hand in a high-five. “I know you love the handshake.”

at the laundromat

Drew Coble
May 11th, 2020
A familiar setting turned unfamiliar by poet Drew Coble.

A familiar setting turned unfamiliar by poet Drew Coble.

In Transit: "] door opens [door closes -a trip"

Erin Lindsay
May 2nd, 2020
A conceptual poem documenting a trip through Montreal's underground.

A conceptual poem documenting a trip through Montreal's underground.

In Transit: "The Transportation of Shadows"

Fabrizio Paulino
April 13, 2020
When asked about his series, Fabrizio said, “Being a student at Dawson College made me take the metro everyday of the week. Traveling from Cartier to Atwater became a routine for me, so much so that I found the people looked more and more like strange shapes….I think the routine transformed them into shadows.”

When asked about his series, Fabrizio said, “Being a student at Dawson College made me take the metro everyday of the week. Traveling from Cartier to Atwater became a routine for me, so much so that I found the people looked more and more like strange shapes….I think the routine transformed them into shadows.”

Flash-Fried 1.0

yolk
April 7, 2020
We're happy to present the winners of Flash-Fried, our first short form poetry contest. Crafting a poem comprised of less than 140 characters is difficult, but the poets who submitted these selected works found the formula to achieve just that.

We're happy to present the winners of Flash-Fried, our first short form poetry contest. Crafting a poem comprised of less than 140 characters is difficult, but the poets who submitted these selected works found the formula to achieve just that.

In Transit: A Call For Submissions

yolk
March 14, 2020
Perhaps every city has its peculiarities, but we have our metro lines, our buskers, our pedestrians, and all those familiar faces we pass by every day in transit, or purgatory, or simply in the morning, before we take this very same line back home. Perhaps, you wrote it down and submitted it to yolk.

Perhaps every city has its peculiarities, but we have our metro lines, our buskers, our pedestrians, and all those familiar faces we pass by every day in transit, or purgatory, or simply in the morning, before we take this very same line back home. Perhaps, you wrote it down and submitted it to yolk.

These Devils

Nils Blondon
February 29th, 2020
'Keep a prayer on your lips and a good deed in your back pocket.' He pulls a smoke without a filter from a Ziploc and bites it like a toothpick. 'Funerals,' he announces. 'Get used to ’em.'

'Keep a prayer on your lips and a good deed in your back pocket.' He pulls a smoke without a filter from a Ziploc and bites it like a toothpick. 'Funerals,' he announces. 'Get used to ’em.'

ARS POETICA: An Interview With Mikhail Iossel

Curtis McRae
February 19th, 2020
Behind the palazzos, he went on to explain, is an interconnected series of corridors that lead to various courtyards where the real pulse of the city lives, where you find the sordid pith of St. Petersburg.

Behind the palazzos, he went on to explain, is an interconnected series of corridors that lead to various courtyards where the real pulse of the city lives, where you find the sordid pith of St. Petersburg.

Egg the Poet

Spencer Nafekh
February 5th, 2020
Yolk told the Montreal literary community to show up, and show up it did.

Yolk told the Montreal literary community to show up, and show up it did.

Punch

Sacha Archer
January 22nd, 2020
As conceptual concrete poems, these pieces balance the weightlessness of information with the weight of the material from which that information has been gathered.

As conceptual concrete poems, these pieces balance the weightlessness of information with the weight of the material from which that information has been gathered.

Yolk Manifesto

Josh Quirion
January 15th, 2020
Yolk began as an electric conversation around a picnic table in Saint Henri Square.

Yolk began as an electric conversation around a picnic table in Saint Henri Square.