by Allison Jenks

Published in Issue No. 3 ~ April, 1996

Hours of leaky meteors
Hound the oceanic part of my mind
that sinks for snowy, white soldiers
Back from horrendous scandals-

nights with sharp-toothed jaguars
in their pillows.
The nearest saxophone miles away.

you live there like a
Black dollar rogue
Lurking in
that part of me that is Venus

Rocking metro phases
through the thoughts
I never figured were pliable.

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Allison Jenks' poems have appeared in : New Orleans Review, Art Times, Wisconsin Review, American Literary Review, and Midwest Poetry Review. She was a James A. Michener fellow, awarded by John Balaban, at the University of Miami's M.F.A. program, where she was Editor In Chief of Mangrove.
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