"Nothing lived, grew, or moved.
Nothing left
or arrived."
-- Alex Everette

"Your trial: a dimly lit stage set,
an accuser, a foil. Long shadow
falls in slant across the kitchen's buttered light.
The filling, the healing."
-- Frances Boyle

"gingko trees are older than the dinosaurs
roommate said, and left
another leaf on the kitchen table."
-- Juliana Rupchan

"I watched two men drag a deer by its
antlers, its organs left behind
for the wild animals to eat"
-- Kristin LaFollette

"when we drive the ravine rushes by

you sound lost feel lost are lost in

your red flannel your levis your doc martens"
-- Katy DeCoste

"Today, I feel like the blue orchard bee.

I nest in the ground, in holes I stumble upon."
-- Erin Emily Ann Vance

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Volume one of small poems for the masses introduces six poems by six poets in a beautiful, full-colour micro-format. These poems converse with each other -- thinking about transformation, translation, and transportation, be it geographical, emotional, or spiritual. What does it mean to love someone, to let yourself be loved? What does it mean to trap, to be trapped, to escape? What omens does the present hold for the future? What community can we build with quiet strength and quiet words?

This volume includes six poems: "Ghost Year" by Alex Everette, "The Snow Might Heal" by Frances Boyle, "talisman" by Juliana Rupchan, "Archer" by Kristin LaFollette, "athena" by Katy DeCoste, and "Urban Beekeeping" by Erin Emily Ann Vance.

This is a full-colour, folded, eight-page labour of love. Hand-numbered editions /100. Measuring approximately 4" tall and 3" wide.