James Croal Jackson
Self-Isolation (March 17, 2020, 8:50 AM)
Sirens all day, every day.
And steady rain
out the window. I won’t
go out there. I’ll sit
in this gray room
with twin computer
lights. Some days
it’s either fog
or an ominous cloud.
Today it is both.
—Submitting on 03/29/2020
James Croal Jackson (he/him) has a chapbook, The Frayed Edge of Memory (Writing Knights Press, 2017), and poems in Pacifica, indefinite space, and Philosophical Idiot. He edits The Mantle. He works in the film industry in Pittsburgh, Pa. jimjakk.com
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