here's a poem by Toronto-area poet Meghan Jackson, from her first poetry collection Movements in Jars (Ottawa ON: Chaudiere Books, 2007). I've been a big fan of her work for some time, ever since I first rec'd her poems in the mail over a decade ago, immediately publishing them as an issue of STANZAS in 1997.
caught
i am the only
one in the
photograph
the colour
photograph the
one on the mantle
when my hair
was long
i am th eonly
one in the
photograph that
konws the taste
of your skin
and that is why
i am smiling
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