Jackson

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

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

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

Bananas sound like chop chop chop. My daughter (18) with her stick-insect wrists cutting them up to freeze and blend. My kitchen is full of their fat-free sweat. I don’t know how to talk about it. I pick one up and touch it to my nose. Close, the skin has its own dun scent. Some… Read more

Mens underpants! black, plain Against them my     white lines stand out Mens underpants! solid-seamed, heavy-hemmed, broad in the crotch So much space for my generosity Mens underpants! in the mirror They cover the caesar scar trench in my flesh Mens underpants! dark, flat Against them my     fair rondure stands out In them I     am so much more of… Read more