Second Coming No. 39 — Feb. 27, 2025

A poem-a-day protest against the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House


Zahra Axinn
Listen

I hold my focus
as though I were

to thread a needle
so that I might

parse a pattern
or rhythmic melody

from disparate rustles
my gut tells me

to be still so that
I might come to know

more than myself:

beyond the cumulus
way past the satellites

where the skin of the seas
meets expansive air

under the mantle
deep in the magma

within wafts of eucalyptus
or campfire smoke

or steam from wet asphalt
slow as the seasons

an imperceptibly
ever-changing twilight

vast and sprawled as a city
bright and contained as a chime

decadent but not heavy
smooth enough to dissolve


Zahra Axinn is a British-American writer raised in Berkeley, CA. She holds a BA in English and Theater & Performance Studies from Stanford University and a dual-degree MA in Visual and Critical Studies and MFA in Creative Writing at CCA. She currently lives in London.


Indolent Books and editor Michael Broder are back with another poem-a-day series as a creative response to the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House. The plan is to continue for all 1460 days of the 47th American presidency.


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Second Coming No. 38 — Feb. 26, 2025

A poem-a-day protest against the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House


Leslie Morris
The DOGE

Diadems – drop –
And Doges surrender –
Soundless as Dots, 
On a Disc of Snow.

                    —Emily Dickinson

Don’t try to surrender dogecoin for milk —
Your 7/11 won’t take it.

And while a Shiba Inu doge once made you smile
with his telegraphic musings and misplaced modifiers

think now of Faliero, the 14th c Venetian Doge.
In a failed coup, he plotted to replace his fellow oligarchs

with his own absolute rule. The Doge’s severed head
came to rest at the bottom of the marble palace stairs.

(As for the Venetian populani, pfft, said the oligarchs.)


doge, noun: 1. the chief magistrate in the republics of Venice and Genoa.
noun, slang: 2. An intentional misspelling of dog, doge is an Internet meme involving a picture of a Shiba Inu dog captioned with humorously ungrammatical phrases. The word can also refer to a cryptocurrency.
noun, new usage: 3a. Department of Government Efficiency, created by Donald Trump in 2025 to secure coup d’etat. 3b. a white South African male born to wealth who never took a high school American History or U.S. Government class. 3c. a gamer who styles himself after video game warrior heroes but pays others to play for him. 3d. a drug-fueled corporate executive who makes massive lay-offs and is unable, self-admittedly, to feel empathy. 3e. a man who can never admit error; smart but not wise.


Leslie Morris‘s poetry and prose has appeared in The Cincinnati Review, SWWIM Every Day, The Broadkill Review, Hayden’s Ferry Review, and other journals. She lives and works in Austin, Texas.


Indolent Books and editor Michael Broder are back with another poem-a-day series as a creative response to the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House. The plan is to continue for all 1460 days of the 47th American presidency.


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Second Coming No. 37 — Feb. 25, 2025

A poem-a-day protest against the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House


Ron Kolm
Fight to Defend Democracy

We are on the edge
of a very dangerous precipice
and violent gangs of home-grown Fascists,
aided by a very Un-Supreme Court,
are doing their best to push us off the cliff
and into the dark waters raging below.

When you peer over the edge
you can see the wannabe-dictator
doggy paddling around,
hoping we’ll all fall in
so he can devour us.

We must get together
and build a more beautiful country,
fight global warming
and create life-affirming art.


Ron Kolm is the author of the poetry collections A Change in the Weather (Sensitive Skin Books, 2017) and Swimming in the Shallow End (Autonomedia, 2020) as well as the novel Neo Phobe, written with Jim Feast (Unbearable Books/Autonomedia, 2006), the memoir The Bookstore Book (Pink Trees Press, 2023), and a number of short story collections. He is also the editor of several anthologies. His work has appeared in journals including And Then, Gathering of the Tribes, Great Weather for Media, and Maintenant, and others, as well as in the Brownstone Poets anthology series.


Indolent Books and editor Michael Broder are back with another poem-a-day series as a creative response to the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House. The plan is to continue for all 1460 days of the 47th American presidency.


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Second Coming No. 36 — Feb. 24, 2025

A poem-a-day protest against the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House


James Diaz
Everyone Is at War With Themselves

But no two battles are the same
Some say it loudly: do not
Touch my pain
Other’s need all hands on them
At all times
And the inner drowning comes quick
And fierce
It spares no innocence
It breaks the heart down
To a fine and glinting dust
And we must walk through
Certain things alone

But not this
Someone says
In that great circle
Of anonymous rooms
No, certainly not this

Am I still good, God?
I’m asking
For me
And if I’m still asking…

And if you’re still listening…

I put my arms around strangers
Who hold me up
Tonight
And when I speak
Heart comes tumbling out
So much heart and heavy
These years
I burned and broke
And battled myself
To the death
Bone to brain

I know hope
As a raggedy wraith
Drugged and dragged
Through the backends
Of life

Of life,
I think-
There is a death
To be unlearned
Always
Touch this pain or not
Pain is spoken
Pain is heard

Someone cups the flame
Until someone else’s fingers work again

God,
I’m still
Asking.


James Diaz (They/Them) is the founding editor of the literary arts intentional community and healing space Anti-Heroin Chic, as well as the author of three full length poetry collections: This Someone I Call Stranger (Indolent Books, 2018), All Things Beautiful Are Bent (Alien Buddha, 2021), and Motel Prayers (Alien Buddha, 2022). Originally a southern native, they currently live in upstate New York.


Indolent Books and editor Michael Broder are back with another poem-a-day series as a creative response to the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House. The plan is to continue for all 1460 days of the 47th American presidency.


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Second Coming No. 35 — Feb. 23, 2025

A poem-a-day protest against the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House


D. Dina Friedman
I Just Wanted to Let You Know

Today’s rain won’t slake
the earth’s thirst

though I did delight in the shiver of wet,
the darker, more truthful sky.

Before you come home, please
buy vitamins; get gas.

We might have to make a run
in the middle of the night.

And if we don’t have to, tonight
please reach for me in bed.

I haven’t been sleeping.
I need to feel you on my skin,

kind of like the rain today.
Do you know any secrets

of desert dry? Diamonds under
the sand? Or the dusty illusion

that like an injection, apocalypse
will only hurt for a second.


D. Dina Friedman is the author of the poetry chapbooks Here in Sanctuary, Whirling (Querencia Press, 2024) and Wolf in the Suitcase (Finishing Line Press, 2019). Her poems have appeared in journals including Salamander, Rattle, The Sun, Mass Poetry, and Crab Orchard Review, and others. Friedman’s fiction includes the short-story collection Immigrants (Creators Publishing, 2023) and the YA novels Escaping Into the Night (Simon & Schuster, 2009) and Playing Dad’s Song (Farrar Straus Giroux, 2006).


Indolent Books and editor Michael Broder are back with another poem-a-day series as a creative response to the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House. The plan is to continue for all 1460 days of the 47th American presidency.


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Second Coming No. 34 — Feb. 22, 2025

A poem-a-day protest against the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House


Walter Holland
My Deportation

To be sent back after I went forth.
Once I thought I knew you. Estranged from

there I came to here. Estranged from here
you want me to go back to there, a where

I hardly knew. You’d insist I’d not existed
when it was expedient for me to assist you, to do

the things you wouldn’t do. Of course you resisted
ever asking. But nonetheless you asked, you asked

that I do this and I do that, and always asked me back.
What origin or residence did you ever think

was yours? Was mine? My here you said was always there,
and then you said I had to be here and here on time.

You never really saw me, but now you see me everywhere!
This place I dug up, cleaned up and repaired, you

asked me to care, but you never really cared. Now you see
my rights as wrong and see my wrongs as a reason to be gone.


Walter Holland is the author of the poetry collections Reconstruction (Finishing Line Press, 2022), Circuit (Chelsea Station Editions, 2010), Transatlantic (Painted Leaf Press, 2001), and A Journal of the Plague Years: Poems 1979-1992 (Magic City Press, 1992) as well as a novel, The March (Chelsea Station Editions, revised edition, 2011).


Indolent Books and editor Michael Broder are back with another poem-a-day series as a creative response to the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House. The plan is to continue for all 1460 days of the 47th American presidency.


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Second Coming No. 33 — Feb. 21, 2025

A poem-a-day protest against the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House


Karen Elizabeth Sharpe
Safe as Houses: A Duplex

The dim blue light of the world fills my hand.
A palm full of god seekers stuck in my phone.

I seek too but no gods hide in my phone.
There is only a cage of streaming news.

Only a cage of conflicting news streams.
Wars of every kind and blasted buildings.

Wars in every place and blasted buildings.
Children, deserted, wallowing in rubble.

Desert mothers, elders swallowing rubble.
At my house, the polite sky calmly beams.

A birdhouse, a yellow cat, blessedly beams.
Once upon a time, I too believed in god.

Just once, though, and then, like you, I forgot.
This dim blue light fills the world, my hand.


Karen Elizabeth Sharpe is the author of Prayer Can Be Anything (Finishing Line Press, 2023) and This Late Afternoon (Dunn & Company, 2004). Her poems appear in SWWIM Every Day, Split Rock Review, Mom Egg Review, Cagibi, and Halfway Down the Stairs, among others. She is a poetry editor at The Worcester Review.


Indolent Books and editor Michael Broder are back with another poem-a-day series as a creative response to the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House. The plan is to continue for all 1460 days of the 47th American presidency.


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Second Coming No. 32 — Feb. 20, 2025

A poem-a-day protest against the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House


Jane Putnam Perry
Propulsion

the push pushing of paradox until it becomes folly a projection of inconsistency so far beyond quibbling as to be bull a propulsion of rigmarole until it becomes rant ejaculating romance throwing bombast flinging twaddle until it turns to fudge or rubbish or pure piffle

we toss trash shoot slipslop discharge flummery while calling it balderdash this is insanity rot tripe I want to throw things all the vagary and foolery and the mummery and monkey-tricks feel like darts a quarry so full of extravagance


Jane Putnam Perry is the author of the memoir White Snake Diary: Exploring Self-Inscribers (Atmosphere Press, 2020) and the academic book Outdoor Play: Teaching Strategies with Young Children (Teachers College Press, 2001). Her work has appeared in journals including Blood Orange Review, McSweeney’s Quarterly Concern, Paper Dragon, and Still Point Arts Quarterly.


Indolent Books and editor Michael Broder are back with another poem-a-day series as a creative response to the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House. The plan is to continue for all 1460 days of the 47th American presidency.


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Second Coming No. 31 — Feb. 19, 2025

A poem-a-day protest against the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House


Dale Going
Got No Cognitive

I’ve got no cognitive problem I have no cognitive there’s no cognitive problem got no cognitive what about the goose the geese what about the geese they were all missing I don’t know Howie Howie Howie I have no idea I think it’s accurate I mean I think it’s accurate why don’t you go after the newspaper that wrote it don’t blame me never touches the human hand nice and full never touched a human hand nice and clean Jill get your fat husband off the couch get that fat pig off the couch tell him to go and vote for Trump he’s going to save our country get that guy the hell off our get him up Jill slap him around get him up get him up Jill we want him off the couch to get out and vote


Dale Going is the author of The Beautiful Language of Our Disaster (Codhill Press, 2025) and the chapbook For the Anniversaries of All Loving Kinds of Meetings (Albion Books, 2025). Her previous collections are The View They Arrange (Kelsey St. Press, 1994) and As/of the Whole (San Francisco State University, 1990). She has received grants from Fund for Poetry and California Arts Council, and residencies at Yaddo, Watermill Center, Wedding Cake House and Djerassi. Recent poems appear in Annulet, Interim, digital vestiges, New American Writing, VOLT, Wild Roof Journal, and elsewhere. She lives in New York City.


Indolent Books and editor Michael Broder are back with another poem-a-day series as a creative response to the threat posed to our democracy by the current occupant of the White House. The plan is to continue for all 1460 days of the 47th American presidency.


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