The casualties rose

We couldn’t keep a body count

mass graves dotted the landscape


a toddler screaming

countless villages ablaze

unholy despot glories


nuclear seared ground

mustard gas permeates air

rancid poison is swallowed


no hiding spots found

drum tap of the machine guns

decimate remaining dreams




Author's Notes/Comments: 

Published in Moonstone Press Philadelphia Says: On War and Peace anthology.  The reading was held at the Free Library in Philadelphia for the premiere of the book.


double sedoka--variation on the style


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