Sarah Poko writes: “It was a cold March evening. I was tired, but my master’s thesis was almost done. I just needed something more to boost my research, so I headed to the library. I remember strolling through the empty library, scanning the shelves carefully, section by section, almost like a hunter looking for prey. That’s when I saw it: a green book with white text that stood out boldly on the dark binder. Canadian Savage Folk, it said.”