Two Poems by Jessie Janeshek

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I Don’t Want for Reflection, Billy the Kid, a Duet for Five Fingers


Light’s high through these bones
out of my sky and into you skull
as you said you could teach me
              each thump a descent
antler sequester               City of Rocks.

I can’t tell if the barking’s
woman or wolf
and cacti move slower than licking this evening.

You said you could make me a sentient being.
My vehicles do you no good.

I cry. I come sloppy
all over sundown
this tinsel nativity scene.


I’m Flouncing or Drowning but Trying Not to Punish

I’m trying to belie
my fleecéd intensity
thought I’d be absolved
after cactus-based madrigals
and grease fires by now
but I still mix taxonomies
slink-binge in the sun
piss on the stick at White Sands.

You come in in all black
leg swollen thick
say fast growing plants
on dunes adapt psalms
the dog’s name is Nugget
the snow smells like your pee.
Is my horse allowed
at the end of the monument?
You’d still have me
and all the Horchata you wanted.

Jessie Janeshek’s first book of poems is Invisible Mink (Iris Press, 2010). An Assistant Professor of English and the Director of Writing at Bethany College, she holds a Ph.D. from the University of Tennessee-Knoxville and an M.F.A. from Emerson College. She co-edited the literary anthology Outscape: Writings on Fences and Frontiers (KWG Press, 2008). You can read more at


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