Jackson

Gillian has died, said my father’s voice in my ear. // That can’t be right. If she’s dead—gone—not here— / there is no Gillian, so how can she have died? Gillian / died. I’ll use the past simple. It’s simple. / She was here. Now she’s not. But who / died? … Read more

Longing for stars, I woke / at the poets’ hour. I sat up, / parted the drapes. A light / shone down on the empty street. / Another … Read more

My prayer for you / Donald Trump / is that you are struck // My prayer for you / Vladimir Putin / is that you are struck // My prayer for you / Benjamin Netanyahu / is that you / are struck // with the beauty that gleams in the eyes / of a Palestinian… Read more

drinking wine / all the men look … Read more