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Spring 2023: Recipes for Disaster.

Six Haikus for America, 2023.

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by Sean Murphy.

 

Capital Ism

How do we expect
All that wealth to trickle down
If we enforce laws?

Windows of the Soulless

Our eyes reveal all.
So we spray Windex on them;
Wonder why we’re blind.

Whitey Pluribus Unum

White lives do matter,
That’s how our country was born:
It takes a village.

Trump Stakes

It’s not that complex:
Quisling born rich without class,
Well-done, with ketchup.

Free Dumb

The rich earn each cent.
The poor deserve what they get,
Freedom is not free.

The Indivisible Hand

Is willing to kill
Everything except cliché:
No ending’s happy.

The Moral of the Tale.

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by David Selzer. Tolstoy, unshriven, died from pneumonia at Astapovo – a busy provincial railway junction – in the station master’s house. The old man’s last days were a media sensation – much of the world’s press was there, and a film crew from Pathé News, Paris. In the November of 1910, Tolstoy, trying to […]

Back Seat.

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by Barry Vitcov. Before seat belts, we rolled around on the back seat of the ’52 DeSoto, a gray beast weighing thousands of pounds, with a sawhorse bench filling the space between the front and back seats, made flat with blankets and sheets. Dad wouldn’t turn on the radio or the heater, insisting noise and […]

Special.

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by David Milley. Our mother was a dreadful cook! Coming home from work, she’d open a can of Chef Boyardee, slap it on the stove, and shovel in some sugar, to make it special. Milkshakes, too: milk, sugar, fake vanilla, egg, forked up to a froth. No spices, just pepper from a tin and salt, […]

Disaster: A Recipe.

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by John Van Pelt. Disaster Serves 4. Ingredients 1 canister conclusions 1 cup foresight 3 cups hubris 1 out-of-date map 1 quart of optimism, clabbered 1 broken timepiece pinch each of perceptivity, reason, history, and care   Directions 1. Do not preheat oven. 2. Jump to 4. 3. Wait, what about the foresight? 4. Conclusions. […]

Goliath now meme.

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by Diana Morley. Sanitized, digitized egg-cartonized into single cells— organized automation running us all so well glitchiness now frictionless, but working good vs evil I’m hungry for a fight— I need one bad giant in a closed arena to spar with me.

Riding the Dragon.

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by David Bolton. Sometimes the poet must play the role of Cassandra, warning about what may come. Wind spins jagged, purple wings Flame blasts from the crocodile mouth The green beast sails over the street shifting north and south, chasing the sun, stars and planets Come full moon purple bleeds into silver I awaken to […]

Chain Link.

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by Marissa Bell Toffoli.   Hook and line. Story reels me in though not mine to speak of. Fishing for adventure. Bravery by way of being an accomplice. I’ve stolen the facts. They worked inside me in stealth, now I’ll show you how I intend to make your life my own. As if it could […]

Sooner (from “My Life with Dogs”).

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by Tod Davies. My first word was dog. So I’m told. I don’t remember. I don’t remember calling my first born cousin ‘dog’, or patting the first of my four brothers, born a year after me, on the head whenever we met. My paternal grandmother left word of that in a family scrapbook, over a […]

When Youth Are The ‘Adults’.

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by Nick Engelfried. Early in the morning on September 20, 2019, a couple dozen young people arrived in New York City’s Foley Square to prepare for one of the largest outpourings of public support for action on climate change in history. At noon, hundreds of thousands of people would converge in the park for an […]