Monday, 5 May 2025

1 Poem by James Croal Jackson

Interview Season

You didn’t take me seriously
when I said I was qualified.
It’s okay. Money grows

on certain trees, and people
like you pluck them leaf-
less. I want to hold the roots

in my hands, my long and
hardened hands. I want to make
a phone call on your behalf.

I wish I had a trust
fund. Someone I trust
to grow within me.

A seed that sees
how dark the world
becomes without

the light to grow,

planted anyway.



Bionote

James Croal Jackson is a Filipino-American poet who works in film production. His latest chapbooks are A God You Believed In (Pinhole Poetry, 2023) and Count Seeds With Me (Ethel Zine & Micro-Press, 2022). Recent poems are in Packingtown Review, JONAH Magazine, and ONE ART. He edits The Mantle Poetry from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (jamescroaljackson.com)

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