Pro Tem is the Bilingual Newspaper of Glendon College. Founded in 1962, it is York University’s oldest student-run publication, and Ontario’s first bilingual newspaper. All content is produced and edited by students, for students.

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Pro Tem est le journal bilingue du Collège Glendon. Ayant été fondé en 1962, nous sommes la publication la plus ancienne de l’Université York ainsi que le premier journal bilingue en Ontario. Tout le contenu est produit et édité par les étudiants, pour les étudiants.

The Sweetness

The Sweetness

When he thinks I’ve drifted, he sings to me;

voice breaking in the hard bits – ocean on shore.

Sea glass carried in his pocket,

he runs his thumb over an unspoken memory.

I call him back from childhood,

elevating myself just to reach him.

 

Electra complex;

I can’t help but see my own father

in his strong upper lip.

Unshaven, unconditional.

He exists only in photographs,

now dust-covered, subterranean.

 

Nails bit down to the quick,

I get anxious about the way he drinks (and drinks)

and drives himself into

the light glowing crimson.

On a collision path, shamelessly green,

I wonder how he doesn’t have a favourite colour…

 

Synchronicity, more familiar than amorous.

It’s not in his nature to be so gentle,

wordlessly counting my intangible peripheries.

A builder’s calloused hands,

he deftly creates yet another home

in my fleshy lopsided hips.

 

The way he laughs and says ‘sweet as,’

I thought I lost the taste for saccharine on my last love.

But he’s agave nectar, deliciously pure.

An essence milked, a boy home-grown,

I imagine he tastes like slow-cooked kumara;

sweet and smoky, borrowed from the earth.

 

This side of the hemisphere, we orbit.

Antipodes, indefinitely just-out-of-grasp.

Fourteen thousand kilometers,

twelve years, and eighteen hours.

I’m waiting for his sun to rise

so that mine can too.

 

“The universe is in flux,”

I tell him when he asks me.

An intimate whisper, intravenous.

Chest heaving, slow breathing.

I can hear him smile:

“You’re absolutely lovely.”

Une minute de respect

Une minute de respect

In Dahab, At Dusk

In Dahab, At Dusk