Jeremy Nathan Marks
Jeremy Nathan Marks lives in Canada. Recent works appears in places like Flash Fiction Magazine, Dissident Voice, Sip Cup, Garfield Lake, Expanded Field, 365 Tomorrows, Free Flash Fiction, and Microfiction Mondays. His full-length poetry collection, Of Fat Dogs & Amorous Insects is published by Alien Buddha Press (2021). Jeremy recommends the Center for Biological Diversity.
Hades replied that rules are rules
Anyone who tastes our fruit
consider six months above ground
How often do grave injustices make for great documentaries
can we all take a moment to express our disgust that 33 prisoners
and 7 cops were executed by the State of New York with endorsements
from Albany and the White House of course if you don’t know your state
capitals Albany doesn’t mean anything to you
no matter what
there must always be
a horse race
Yankees fight back
in late innings
Because they believe that water is mute
dikes and levies have been built
but water remains wet
so dryness cannot be truth
My 2020 vote will not be
it won’t be a thumbs up
a fist bump
or an Aho
Ideas have no groove. You don’t dance to them, you hustle. When someone says you shall have no more than your share (or less) and they put that in place, you are forced to get up and go.
as your own employer’s masthead says:
Democracy dies in darkness.
And there are some hard truths. Most Buffalo elders notch their winters with salt, Vicks, and canned trout. They grouse about snowbirds and higher taxes. You can get mugged with ease on Clinton and Sycamore Street. Some folks still wonder why there’s plenty of coloreds around.
Aristocrats on annuities in drawing rooms
held bromances of the mire,
tempest glances by garment pulses
with breasts as powdered as the pines.
The ambassador said the embassy would not turn over their guest
since American prisons are the darling of the tiers monde.