Jackson

Detoxing from you is harder than I thought. Coffee: ^ Chocolate: ^ Wine: ^ then \/ Company: ^ then \/ Flirting: ^ Successfully: ^ ^ Remembering your eyes: \/ First published in Creatrix Read more

my arms around my six-foot son hold only a little part of him Read more

(after reading Li Po) don’t know how far I’ll walk with you might be the long silk road might be just to the corner First published in Creatrix Read more

I will wander the wilderness I won’t listen to anyone but the trees I won’t look at the milestones I will look at the moon I will walk a long road I won’t run I won’t follow you I will meet you halfway I won’t scream like a banshee I MIGHT SCREAM LIKE A BANSHEE!… Read more

I was asked to write a poem of up to ten lines in response to each of four visual works by artists with disabilities. “this is my pink / tint of spiders singing / my nightwings / ruffling in the violin wind” “We be three confident chicks / with midnight feathers ’n’ legs like sticks” Read more

In India a stranger, 23, gang-raped, lies bleeding on the roadside as people pass In Australia a stranger, 2 or 3, sobs and shrieks three houses along as I watch the news Read more