Jackson

Is it better to be lost than trapped? Like an island unexplored, not mapped? An uncharted island could move and who’d care? But one that has a place wouldn’t dare. Read more

I believed in a love. If it’s a love, then it can’t die, or it isn’t a love. If it’s a love, then it’s going to exist forever. So I believed it couldn’t die. I believed it would exist forever, Always be there to comfort me, convince me that the world’s Not lost yet. But… Read more

David Lee Roth’s Gaping lycra tights Don’t thrill me. That singer in a Codpiece Doesn’t spill me. Mick Jagger’s Padding Only chills me. But there’s a Brown leather jacket That could kill me! Read more

Well I’ve got you here in voice I can get you anytime I want! For a short time of joy Only to be followed by the dragging hunger. Well I’ve got you here in image Oh yes! I can see the image Reading expressions into it. The dragging hunger Yes! And tonight, tonight it is… Read more

You walk from the flat with the comfortable chairs Out the door and down the stairs Over the bridge across the river’s mud Around a puddle of glass and blood Past the freeway with its eyes on fire Near a church with a nightlight spire Through the park with the lurking corners And a wailing… Read more

Four girls dressed alike walk across a lawn. Four bouncy girls with spindly legs in suffocating black tights below short, faded, splayed blue skirts crush the grass with sullen brogues. Above their waists, pastel blouses flop out of stunted jackets. It looks like a school uniform, but I’m afraid it’s in fashion. First published in… Read more