Trust Issue

Neither of us know
signs to look for

when the other
talks to another.

Glances become knives.
We fling blades

onto caution signs
which clang

then lie

until the sharp
of morning.

James Croal Jackson’s poems have appeared in magazines including Isthmus, Common Ground Review, and Thin Air Magazine. He lives in Columbus, Ohio. Visit him at or listen to his music at

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1 Response to Trust Issue

  1. Yes! I know that scene. So well done in an economy of words.

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