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After a date at the Culver Hotel - James Croal Jackson

you ask where we should

go and I say drive me

to my car so you

drive me to my car

because I tell you that’s

where I live and of course

you wouldn’t follow

up on this my Ford

Fiesta still smells

sweaty even though

I rent a home now

a compact is too

small to fit what

we’d have to

live with


Bio:

James Croal Jackson (he/him) is a Filipino-American poet who works in film production. He has two chapbooks (Our Past Leaves, Kelsay Books, 2021 and The Frayed Edge of Memory, Writing Knights, 2017) with one forthcoming: Count Seeds With Me (Ethel, 2022). He edits The Mantle Poetry from Pittsburgh, PA. (jamescroaljackson.com)


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