By James Croal Jackson The rain is the rain, and everyone is ina mood as I clock in at nine P.M.for my twelve hour shift afterdowning a peanut butter mochafrom Yinz, where Camillehad a large order of tencoffees for the costumedepartment before me.It was the first timeI’d seen her at this job, even though we … Continue reading Coffee Run
Career and Other Poems
By James Croal Jackson Career After I axed past the tree-lined path, I turned the wrench that opened safes of gold with my own hand. And then I hired someone with wrists of a little more tension. I should have never slept in the bed of wealth. I should have known, in the night when … Continue reading Career and Other Poems
Self-Concert and Other Poems
By James Croal Jackson Self-Concert The guitar hides from the sun– a shadow of someone familiar singing. To bare my snake skin wrapped around this temporary home. Green of smile. Holes of jeans. Sweat of beetles. Let me keep a tambourine nearby. I want to make sound in the spotlight. Self-Confidence (2/26/2019) I want to … Continue reading Self-Concert and Other Poems
Four Poems by James Croal Jackson
Sonoran my skin carries the radiation of phone glow the radio. Of something static O Arizona. Azure eyes & sandy cries just an echo. I want to say I am hallowed. That I carried your branches with me too as extra arms but I am night and limb- … Continue reading Four Poems by James Croal Jackson
