On Celibacy


Yes, I am frightened. I watch

couples who don’t hold hands

and who cringe before they kiss.

I hear expletives stuck in my walls.

I’m picking up condom wrappers

on the sidewalk when I remember

someday we’ll all be dead. Swans

and penguins mate for life. So do

male widow spiders. We try, too.








Photo by Simon Winch


About Author

Jackson Burgess studies Creative Writing and Narrative Studies at the University of Southern California. He also tutors at LA Southwest College and edits for Red Sky: A Literary Journal and Fractal Literary Magazine.

He’s recently placed writing in Circa Review, Vector Press, Phantom Kangaroo, Rufous City Review, and elsewhere.

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