Jackson

owl        eyes, night creature, out of reach owl        predator, rush of white wings owl        cold hoot, but I am unafraid        fly with me owl        take me to the night. cat        eyes, slinking muse, lone cat        fur-sheathed powerpack cat        my gentle omen, self-contained        lead me cat       … Read more

The sadness is not his tame blue eyes        and his soft grey hair        and his gentle smile. The sadness is mine. The sadness is        down off the walls, into the boxes        down from the shelves, into the cases        out of the drawers, into the bags— This sadness is a highway.… Read more

Bring to mind a nylon garden and a paper bird-bath. A lead bird with four wings and a plastic gardener with aniseed eyes. Do you like it? Imagine a melamine desert and steel tumbleweeds. A bald saloon with rubber walls and a silicon bartender with margarine lips. Do you like it? Will you eat here?… Read more

The fear is overwhelming. Disturbingly, I dream of you with your slick black hair your wide smile and your comic accent. A roly-poly person, you suit a t-shirt: your business shirts are too tight. In my dream, I can see you clearly. It really is you and not just the idea of you. We’re in… Read more

Take a stick to the truth, a stirring stick, a mixing stick and stick your truth all over me like jewels, like geegaws, fabulous flashes, black flak jackets, cigarette packets, like nothing on earth, like birth, like, like, California, I’ve never been there … Where are you? In America. Anywhere in America. And the wind… Read more

They join     a planet’s lights come on A haze of birds          a song beyond A tuneful scream       a drum     a cymbal A new French film    a scene     a symbol The find    the loss     two final shivers The slackening          two newborn lovers Drifting dayness     not listening A wakened city      she sleeps with him Read more