Jackson

I am stealing my father’s house. / He wants me to have it; / nevertheless, I’m stealing it. // I’ve torn up his carpet, / sold his sofa, / brought in … Read more

A short poem alluding to William Carlos Williams. so much / a boulder / a fern … Read more

“Sometimes I wonder—” he said, halting, / hunting for the words hiding like bugs / in the slashed fields of his brain, / “whether the plants still grow.” // He’d asked me how long it had been / since his stroke. … Read more