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  • Some Kind of Crazy
  • Major L. Jackson (bio)

It doesn’t matter if you can’t see Steve’s 1985 Corvette: Turquoise-colored, Plush purple seats, gold-trimmed Rims that make little stars in your eyes

As if the sun is kneeling at The edge of sanity. Like a Baptist Preacher stroking the dark underside Of God’s wet tongue, he can make you

Believe. It’s there; his scuffed wing- Tips—ragged, frayed, shuffling Concrete—could be ten-inch Firestone Wheels, his vocal chords fake

An eight cylinder engine that wags Like a dog’s tail as he shifts gears. Imagine Steve, moonstruck, cool, turning right Onto Ridge Avenue, arms forming

Arcs, his hands a set of stiff C’s Overthrowing each other’s rule, His lithe body and head snap back Pushing a stick shift into fourth

Whizzing past Uncle Sam’s Pawn Shop, past Chung Phat’s Stop & Go. Only he knows his destination, His limits. Can you see him? Imagine

Steve, moonstruck, cool, parallel Parking between a Pacer and a Pinto— Obviously the most hip—backing up, Head over right shoulder, one hand [End Page 57]

Spinning as if polishing a dream; And there’s Tina, wanting to know What makes a man tick, wanting A one-way trip to the stars.

We, the faithful, never call Him crazy, crackbrained, just a little Touched. It’s all he ever wants: A car, a girl, a community of believers.

Major L. Jackson

Major Jackson, an accountant and arts administrator, is doing graduate work in creative writing at the University of Oregon. He was awarded a 1995 Pew Fellowship in the Arts and was named the 1994 MacDowell Poetry Fellow. A member of the Dark Room Collective, he has held residencies at Cave Canem, the MacDowell Artist Colony, and the Third Avenue Performance Space.

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Additional Information

ISSN
1080-6512
Print ISSN
0161-2492
Pages
pp. 57-58
Launched on MUSE
1998-01-01
Open Access
No
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