Jackson

He invites me to the special, firstclass dining room Wear your Bombay hat, he says, so I find it and in a girly white hat and a long flowered not-me dress I cross a room crowded with ordinary tables of ordinary people They all know me Some of them maybe even care about me and… Read more

We walked to the water, but we didn’t touch the water, didn’t drink the water We walked by the water, along, near, above the water, but not in the water. Baptise us. Drown us, resurrect us in worldwash. Wash us real. Fill us, don’t leave any space in us, let us swim in stumbling stars.… Read more

Existence is potential—energy/light/mind— in patterns—matter, vision, word, music, cause and effect, mind So church my skull. Make it into a place where        (I don’t feel like doing this now)        (tough) Into a meeting-place        (I drink coffee wait for computer)        (sick of “I” want to take it out of poetry) not just… Read more

In spring, after the long isolation, the baby bear bounces out fat and ready for life. The mother bear stalks out thin, wild-eyed, looking for something. Something to take away the shadows under her eyes, the gaps between her ribs, the cave in her gut First published in Pixel Papers Read more

his perfect speech stripped to the waist his exquisite phrases jeans tight and damp his grammar curls cling to his chest in a lick of new sweat his diction hair hangs black strings into his eyes his pronunciation steam fizzing off him resonant vowels, sibilant consonants touch me, touch me, touch me First published in… Read more

You are the person I am dressing up as. You are the picture on the website the character onscreen the person, as real as I am, who sends my messages. You are full of pieces of everyone. You are awake at 4am talking intensely into a mobile phone in a bar somewhere in America. Then… Read more