Two Poems by Jack Nancy

the first time I read Proust / it’s a booth in a diner, / a once-great American city / defiled under blue fluorescent blue, / over piles of pig… More

person sitting in a window looking at the sea

My Co-Worker

"My co-worker makes parole. / No goodbyes. Just disappears one day." More

backlit silhouetter of a woman

Young Girl Twenty

"The type of chick that young thugs’ll wait on, / and older catz lose they weight on / Modestly fly, sour chicks couldn’t play Dawn" More

Ravenous

"I always run toward the sound of shouting, metal crunching / and glass shattering" More

rain drops on a window

As I Hear the Rain

"She had / Never understood my fascination / With the smell of dirt and fertilizer / Trapped in rows of rotting wooden benches." More

Time Reversal Invariance

"It used to be that physicists  / thought the world might run / the same forward as in reverse: / that is to say, we had no means / to know which… More