Jackson

When the lollies are passed around      they’re never the ones I like.      They’re always sucrose-hit fake-colour      convenience store cheapies. I like      deep chocolate      dense fudge      soft glucose      slow savour. Not available      on just any corner. You unwrap one      let me scent it I reach out      but you snatch it back and hide it. When I Read more

(Bassendean, May 2012) Among the gleaming chemical blades of the plastic lawn hundreds of grass-green stems rise up Read more