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Joel Robert Ferguson's poetry has appeared in publications in Canada and internationally. He now lives in Winnipeg, Treaty 1 Territory, with his partner and their three cats.
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This is a gallery of work specially created for #ThinAir2020. Spend time with writers you love, and discover some new favourites! Ceci est une galerie de travaux spécialement créée pour #ThinAir2020. Passez du temps avec des écrivains que vous aimez et découvrez de nouveaux favoris!

Joel Robert Ferguson is the author of The Lost Cafeteria (Signature Editions, 2020) and holds degrees in English Literature from Concordia University and the University of Winnipeg. His poetry has appeared in numerous publications in Canada and internationally, including Arc Poetry Magazine, The Columbia Review, Contemporary Verse 2, EVENT, The Honest Ulsterman, The Malahat Review, Meniscus, Prairie Fire, and Southword Journal. Having grown up in the Nova Scotian village of Bible Hill, Ferguson now lives in Winnipeg, Treaty 1 Territory, with his partner and their three cats.

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I wasn’t that big of a reader as a kid, but in high school I was into pen-and-paper role playing games, particularly one called Vampire: The Masquerade. I spent a not-insignificant amount of the money I made as a popcorn jockey at the theatre on books for this game which I kept hidden under my bed. Looking back, I wouldn’t really fault my folks for not wanting me to have those books, a lot of the content was cringe in a 1990s/Garth Ennis-y/edgelord way.

“Once again reality has proved that no particular group has a monopoly over demagogy, dogmatism, and ignorance.” This line is from the Roberto Bolaño short story “Days of 1978”. I don’t know if it’s my favourite line per se, but it is one I repeat to myself often enough as a sort of mantra or charm against bad faith wherever it might be found.

I’m more of a cluttered desk person than I’d care to admit. I only really sit down at my PC to do edits and write most of my first drafts on my phone, especially while walking around or (in the before-COVID times) riding public transit without a particular destination in mind, so my desk is mostly a place where books and dishes form towers.

The resurgence of fascism, regrets over friends I’ve drifted away from, nightmares about my teeth falling out of my mouth; you know, the usual things...

I’d like to walk across the continent someday, or even just across a province or region. I’ve been all over Canada but I want to experience the perspective that I imagine would come with moving along at a pedestrian pace.

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