Gnashing Teeth Publishing

| words that get in your teeth

Feast of Fools by John Roche

Bare-chested, face-painted, KKK-tattooed, 

Viking-horned, raccoon-hatted trespasser

poses for photo in the Senate chamber

standing behind the Vice President’s

flag-draped dais

with velvet curtains behind 

and “E Pluribus Unum” on the frieze above

He’s known as the Q-Shaman

 

‘Twas a time you might see a character like him

wandering a rock festival or Rainbow Gathering

mulling about at a Yippie rally or at The Fugs’ levitation of the Pentagon

but he’d be harmless and few would pay him much mind

 

Now he’s a leading “spokesman” for the Q-Anon conspiracy movement 

with write-ups in Business Weekly and Newsweek

an “influencer” likely soon to get his own reality tv show 

and get to Party with Kanye West, Dennis Rodman, and Ivanka Trump

 

Unless the rumors of Q-Shaman 

being an Antifa spy married to Pelosi’s daughter 

gain traction 

force him to go into hiding by adopting a clean-cut look 

and becoming a bank clerk in Omaha

BIO: Short Bio: John Roche helps his wife Jules Nyquist run Jules’ Poetry Playhouse and Poetry Playhouse Publications. He is the editor of the Poets Speak anthologies and the author of five poetry collections, the most recent of which is Joe Rides Again: The Further Travels of Joe the Poet (FootHills Publishing, 2020).

Goodnight, Taj Mahal by Andre Peltier

Deep below earth, clay and sand, deep below roots and aquifers, it lies in wait. Like that silent coyote stalking her white-tailed deer through the brush, it waits patiently and

contain by Megan Cartwright

verb past tense: contained; past participle: contained 1. have or hold (someone or something) within. Similar: hold carry To have and to hold in our own microcosm, constructed of hope.

Listening to Words by Mona Mehas

Listening to words out of touch cross lily pads, one to the next my rules, a tiny picture frame debt of honor, repay the gift. Headlights illuminate the path listening

Blooming by Elizabeth Gade

Some days are easy and some days are exhausting the days you have to dig through the muck inside take more hits than a heavyweight prize fighter cling to life

Pomegranate Rose by Laura Peña

I want to feed this delicacy To my concubine A tiny spoonful at a time I want to watch the luscious sorbet Linger on the tip of her tongue Melt

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