• A monkey …

    A monkey who lived in the zoo got terribly bored with the view. There was nothing to eat. There was no-one on heat. So he played with his shit, as you do. (First published in BlazeVox) Read more

  • As part of my 2013 tour I was interviewed for Capital Letters, the ACT Writers Centre blog. Read more

  • “The narrative voice in Jackson’s ‘lemon oil’ speaks with humour, verve and curiosity, inviting the reader into a conversation about sex, identity politics, industrialism, environmentalism and what to do in Melbourne.” Read more

  • love

    Adelaide, 6 September 2013 On the day before an election a baby goos in a pram. His mother says ‘having a baby makes me love the human race’. I wish there was a mother I could vote for Read more

  • playing

    a violinist outside the Gallery playing all day long Read more

  • there

    You want to know my deepest darkest secret? Don't ask me at a table of blithe people — ask me with the walls up around us and the doors locked. My deepest darkest secret is that I am a poet. Therefore I am allowed no secrets but to tell them I must make them into art. Read more