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Mark Jackley

My Father Is Drinking Gin and Reading a Detective Novel

Eyes closed,
paperback
pressed against
his chest,
he is breathing
slowly in
the dark
as mysteries
whisper through
his Banlon
shirt into
his unsolved
heart.


Mark Jackley‘s poems have appeared in Sugar House Review, Fifth Wednesday, The Cape Rock, Talking River, and other journals.


 

Mark Jackley

To a Dog from Guatemala Asleep in a Brooklyn Bar

Holy Virgin, thank you
for appearing as a mutt
to flick cigar-brown eyes,
slowly wag your tail,
affirm without a word
there are no borders or
strangers here tonight,
just a few strays.


Lucinda Williams

Door to heart
kicked open,
Christ it’s good out here.

Mark Jackley‘s new book of poems is Appalachian Night, available for free at chineseplums@gmail.com.