solace

mcsway's online journal

Named after the custom of snapping one's fingers in support of a poet's performance, Mcsway's student-run journal Snaps features work by McGill poets.

Snaps spotlights personal, intimate works by McGill students of all disciplines. It is a space where loud and quiet voices alike can be heard--where the things that only YOU can say take center stage.

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Light to the Solace

When a spectrum lies ahead; you look through all and choose none. Solace is to greet everyone. Solace is to accept everything. When life...

A Letter to my Lineage

Content warning: themes of racism and colonial violence //// Dear grandfather, I speak to you from generations much after yours, and I...

The Moon Above

Ah, my pretty Moon – it feels warm in the dark, As you watch over me with your melting spark. Your lovely presence in this tranquil wet...

Crisp Morning, Cold Night, Warm Drinks

I could picture you in the crisp early morning First-sun hitting the rocky tips of mountain ridges across the inlet from our camping spot...

Orange

that winter was cruel she took the light from your eyes every morning i would shiver when you entered the room when spring bloomed tears...