“Family Affair” by Faith Arkorful

Poetry Pause is the League of Canadian Poets’ daily poetry dispatch. Read “Family Affair” by Faith Arkorful, from The Seventh Town of Ghosts (McClelland & Stewart, 2024), shortlisted for the Pat Lowther and Gerald Lampert Memorial Awards.


Family Affair

By Faith Arkorful

they say we are a family that is good at death / i make a decision to hold

a seminar on how to live / i schedule this party for my uncles on the first

day of spring / my dead uncles play hooky with the afterlife

slipping out of their graves while the ground unthaws / the earth still soft

i could never play hooky myself / all my childhood my mother kept her

hand wrapped around my wrist / a lightweight shackle that held me

down all nights / a weight my mother gifted to me for my own sake

the taste of iron swirling in the mouth henceforth / there was no option

she had no other option / used a coconut shard to scoop out the pulp of the night.

my dead uncles arrive to the seminar an hour late / they hover above

the chairs in my backyard / my living uncles arrive after the dead ones

and the reunion is a big family affair / my uncles grabbing one another

grabbing me / grabbing all the seminar pamphlets out of my hands

papers with titles like / interactions with the police / explaining health

complications to your doctor / drugs and you?

my uncles hand me back this polite literature / they insist upon

an idea that in the afterlife / there is no time for posturing over

anything other than perhaps a garden / someone you love deeply

the truth of it they insist / is that most of living you never really learn

the police come through / as they always do / breaking the warmth

of the reunion / my uncles are squished together around a table playing dominos

the police lean over and ask to play / the police lean over to claim

that Someone has called about the noise / the police are leaning over

what noise, i ask. half of the people here are dead. / my dead uncles

do not speak in the presence of force / is that not what you wanted

this is the living of not knowing and wanting more / a scoop of survival at

the cost of pride / now that the police have arrived the party

must end / my dead uncles / must return to the earth /

before night / when the ground hardens / and although the party

starts late / it ends late / if not as late as we wanted / but i still

i feel so loved / I hold all my uncles together / they hold me

in the spring we get used to the sun / staying for long

my favourite void is from the valley of lateness / i love lateness /

i love it like i love my uncles / my late uncles / my late late uncles

both living and dead / oh, how i love / the suggestion that the earth

can extend / that there will always be room for more time.


Copyright © Faith Arkorful

From The Seventh Town of Ghosts (McClelland & Stewart, 2024), shortlisted for the Pat Lowther and Gerald Lampert Memorial Awards.

Faith Arkorful is a writer of Grenadian and Ghanaian descent. She is the author of The Seventh Town of Ghosts, published by McClelland and Stewart in 2024. Her work has appeared in GUTS Magazine, Peach Mag, PRISM International, Hobart Pulp, and Canthius Magazine, amongst other places. In 2021 she was a semi-finalist in the 92NY Discovery Poetry Contest and in 2019 she was shortlisted for the CBC Poetry Prize. Faith was born in Toronto, where she still resides.


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