We can’t know the totality of anyone, least of all
the person/people we live with: there’s always a surprise, the
unexpected … I think I know someone and then they leap over
the moon, decide to keep tarantulas, or solidify the cosmos …
Expect to be amazed!


ALGEBRA                                                               IMG_3272 lots of flavour

an equation gets written
between us
the unknown always x
a and b
followed by
two parallel lines
equal the sum of our parts
a constant inconstant

for we switch
b for a
c for d
and d for c
in our uncalculated


first published in Iota

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
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