Aqueduct by John Emil Vincent

March 15, 2022
Poem name: Aqueduct Poet name: John Emil Vincent Poem begins: I dropped into you to hear the deep bass crack of ice, faults born while substance changes phases. But things did not break: the truth barrelling through a badly told lie. The lie lingered. Because I was not ice, I was stone. Your finger bumping down my spine in smooth ellipses End of poem. Credits and bio: Copyright © John Emil Vincent Previously published in Bitter in the Belly by John Emil Vincent (MQUP, 2021). John Emil Vincent lives in Montreal and teaches creative writing at Concordia University.