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Which train car would he tag? And how did he choose?
He would tell you there was no real method; it was all gut. Wolf guts: tooth and blood and earth instinct.
An eagle for Uncle Eddie, killed fighting on the Canadian side.
A hare for great-aunt Janice (she never liked pink, but he gave the hare rosy fur โ a trapping family).
A hummingbird for his nohkom โ lung cancer.
A bear cub for his kohkom โ heart attack; overwork, and then heart attack.
A garden of newly-sprung wildflowers for the little brothers and sisters excavated from Canadian soil.
About the Creator
Jennifer A. G.
๐จ๐ฆ Canadian Writer, Painter & Embroidery Artist
โพ๏ธ Mรฉtis Nation
๐ University of Victoria Alumna
๐ Publications: The Malahat Review, Freefall Magazine, Geist, Best Canadian Poetry 2026


Comments (1)
Ugh, wow. This is beautiful. Like a redemption of the ugliness that is tagging. I love the symbolism of each little picture and each family member. But I think I love the last line best. "A garden of newly-sprung wildflowers for the little brothers and sisters excavated from Canadian soil." There is so much here. So so much. What a way you have with words and storytelling. ๐๐ป๐๐ป๐๐ป