I see you standing under disco light

The universe readjusts around you

My world moves to create a new center

Particles of dust freeze around your form.


You under the trees, a delicate frame

Around your feet dead leaves, hair frames your face

and everything nods in your direction.


I see you folded in between the ink,

Hearts that beats around the sound of the quiet.

You almost make me wish I liked disco

Published by Ben Berman Ghan

Hi! My name is Ben Berman Ghan. I’m Jewish Settler, writer, editor, and academic based in Tkaronto/Toronto, site of Treaty 13 and Williams Treaty territory, currently working on my MA at Ryerson University's Literatures of Modernity program. I am the author of many short stories, a few essays, and the fix-up novel What We See in the Smoke (Crowsnest Books 2019)

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