These are very difficult times for people who make their living in the arts sector in Nova Scotia. To do our tiny little thing to help, the Nova Scotia Advocate, in yet another bad business decision, commits to featuring (at least) one poem or piece of short fiction each month, for the next five months. And we pay.

Nothing like a good old fashioned anti-war poem on Remembrance Day, and local poet Charlie Toth delivers.

Remember the ones have fought bravely
Think hard before sending more in,
The meat grinder that is war time
Doesn’t care if you have mother or kin.

A poem by Angela “Angee” Bowden, to remember that this month 400 years ago slaves first arrived in North America.

When the past is my present
And my scars still remain
And our lives still don’t matter
I am living in that pain

It’s exhausting
The way we live
Taking home microaggressions
That we never ask for

From Tired bodies, a poem by Martha Mutale, a poet from Zambia who now lives in Nova Scotia