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

Resurrection Rock

it’s true we called them pigs // said we hated them / feared them // said fuck them / when they weren’t around // I guess that was the… More

HABEMUS LUX

This is the book for the generations of cats. These are the generations that will serve them: they were Abram’s cats; Agar gave birth to her cats, but the… More

Eight Dollar Garbage

Though Steve McQueen spends most of The Great Escape / Breaking in a baseball mitt / And I’ll spend most of the next hour / Looking around for someone… More

from Tell Me How It Makes You Feel

Because these are the documents we’re never to destroy. // Because these are the documents we’re never to falsify or duplicate for forgery or for profit’s sake. // Because… More