Emma Jones (3) (1977–)

I found her poems difficult to tune into except a few near the end. 'Citizenship': with it' phrase 'it's good to be an alien'.
And a long rambling one 'Zoos for the Dead': I have two things: a parrot, and a house by the water,
My parrot's name is Narcissus, ‘sad in his drag’, ‘he hates flying, so I take his cage for a walks’.

I like some and I hated some - it is really a choice between the mood and the audience - like d goldfish, exhinbit...