ON PRESS: 'And all my dreams came true...' by Jim Franks

Jim Franks at The Perch (looking over the final draft of his chapbook 'And all my dreams came true...')

Jim Franks at The Perch (looking over the final draft of his chapbook 'And all my dreams came true...')

Jim Franks is a Chicago-centric (but mostly world-wandering) poet

that The Perch will be publishing in the coming months.

In excitement for our next step of moving into print and production,

we thought we'd share a piece from Jim's new collection of works:

 

 

 

and you turn around just in time to see her lick the spoon

cause you were trying not to look 

and in the car you talk about the subjectivity

of validity

but really you're just thinking about pot the whole time

and thinking about kissing her acne

lapping up her rosacea

and chewing on that ballerina's chin

and you wished you had saved a beer 

so you wouldn't be talking so fast

cause she might be saying something

but all you heard was fine young cannibals

while you stared at her nostril

and watched snot be sexy for the first time