DIAMONDS * GOLD * GUNS * FLATSCREENS
the pawnshop neon bleeds.
A bartender at a franchised tavern
loved for fried poultry
knocks a hole in my thoughts—
“Nother Crown and Corona?” she inquires.
Despite the pingy medium that has most
recently colonized vinyl, this playlisted band’s
lead crooner and guitarist have discovered
how to transmit an escape-laden grace.
Those parking lot headlights lose nerve
during such fat, many-minded snowfall.
Again, I dream of being a beautifully shouldered child
who quickly declines unimaginative crimes.
About the Poem
Drafting this poem, I wanted to portray the coarse beauty of a Rust Belt city in winter. The poem ended up featuring some of capitalism’s aggressions against landscape and against human tenderness.
About the Poet
Marcus Jackson is an award-winning poet and a visual artist whose poems and photographs have appeared in such publications as The American Poetry Review, The New Yorker, and The New York Times Magazine. His second book of poems, entitled Pardon My Heart (Northwestern University Press), was released in 2018. Jackson’s forthcoming book of street portraits and poems, Love’s Austere and Lonely Offices, will be out in June 2026. Jackson lives with his wife and child in Columbus, Ohio, and directs the creative writing MFA at Ohio State.





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