• Paperback book, 132 pages. “Jackson’s distinct voice captures the poignancy of loss and hope and the consolations of music, nature and colour.” “We’re not seated / on a carved chair … We’re the flensing edge / of any of a hundred / newly risen / teeth …” NZD $15 + postage. Read more

  • “I want to hear the ten pm train / without wondering / in what year it will cease to run” Read more

  • Let’s fly!

    Let’s fly!

    … the first / suspension of the world, the final life of the / people of the river, the life of the gang, the / final and the like, the final achievement of the / dead invasion, the people of the life of the / guardian, the final achievement of the / environment, the final… Read more

  • In the queue in the chemist this afternoon I stood behind a man with a gun An armed guard from the ATM money truck The gun was in a holster on his right hip I wondered whether it was loaded I thought about the barrel the trigger the bullet at ease in its little room… Read more

  • Special Class

    I dreamed X in a swimming pool a man on the side with a stopwatch a race I in the water too with others all competing I dreamed X won because part of the scoring was on how elegantly you moved your body I just couldn't match her flow I would move nicely for a… Read more

  • Dadda

    At Cottesloe Beach, 2015 Dadda! Dadda! a toddler screams Dadda! Dadda! Dadda! Dadda! Dadda! Dadda! Dadda is chiselled, hard-bodied, striding up the beach in rash top, mid-thigh shorts, expensive, tight Under his right arm like a rugby ball he carts a little girl held horizontal, facing the ground wriggling and kicking against his grip screaming… Read more