By alisondowsett

Alison Dowsett studied creative writing at UBC. She is working on her first book, a graphic novel, and is conducting studies into the emergence of plant consciousness in humanity.


Like some animal licking matted fur, the softness of the tongue on the softness of the wound. The sum of the wounds is a ball that expands according to its own clock, whenever it damn well pleases. Asserts itself always at the beginning of the day, I wake up to it, chattering its bad news into the ether. The ether is created by the imperative of the system; by the whoosh of blood and air through the tunnels of the body. This intent movement, going places, distribution. I lay on my bed trying to attach myself to the imperative of…