Total Disaster
by Nadia Kalman
(For Amanda Rea)
My friend’s mother thinks they’ll come across the golf course
Antifa and the migrants, all together
Heading east to steal her blood and treasure:
Her son who lives at home, her beanie horse.
“Can you believe she used to be a nurse?”
We learn again the lesson:
It requires just a feather
To make a decent person think the worst.
Sitting bored and all alone at church
Hearing too much Spanish in the sermon
“Sure, deport them all, why not?”
Out her kitchen window, something lurches:
It’s her daughter with some unfamiliar persons
Calling to the boy upstairs, “Come out.”
Nadia Kalman is reading a book about Watergate to cope.