Part of a SPECIAL EDITION of several poems over the course of today in solidarity with President Zelensky and the people of Ukraine

Sarah Key
At Night I Dream of Mariupol

The city always had a special smell:
  a bitter aroma of frozen grapes
    smoke emanating from family houses
      the smell of dust settled to the ground by the long-awaited rains.

What do I do tomorrow?
  I used to have a thousand plans and a million wishes.

How many steps to the sea? 
  I knew exactly 
    how many steps 
      to the sea and how many 
        trees in the park’s central alley 
          there were.

Dark, cold room without windows or a glimpse of light.
  The walls and the floor are shaking.

Gasoline for bread
  bread for cigarettes
    cigarettes for firewood.

Tore off wooden floors and windowsills to use for fire to cook.

And we went to get water 
  stepping over the bodies of people 
    who went to get water the day before. 
      They drank water from puddles.
        Happy are those who found natural springs.

We heard a piercingly loud whistling sound followed by a loud blow.

People just lie covered with sheets. Everywhere.
  We saw blood on the children’s faces.

I saw only my neighbor’s shoe on the floor.

There was constant darkness, day and night.

Author’s Note: This poem is a quilting together of the voices of Anna Murlykina, Kristina Khodunova, Petro Andrushchenko, Hanna Drobot, Serhii Dolhopolov, Marianna Saenko, and Liubov recorded and translated from the Russian and Ukrainian by Olena Ivantsiv, Kateryna Iakovllenko and Tteiana Bezruk, journalists from Ukraine, as quoted in “What Happened on Day 45 of the War in Ukraine,” The New York Times, April 9, 2022.

Lisa Andrews is the author of The Inside Room (Indolent Books 2018) and Dear Liz (Indolent Books 2016). Her poems have appeared in Cagibi, Cordella, Gargoyle, POSTstranger, Painted Bride Quarterly, and Zone 3, as well as in anthology Braving the Body (Harbor Editions 2024), edited by Nicole Callihan, Pichchenda Bao, and Jennifer Franklin. She lives in Brooklyn with her husband, visual artist Tony Geiger.

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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Part of a SPECIAL EDITION of several poems over the course of today in solidarity with President Zelensky and the people of Ukraine

Lisa Andrews
I’ve been meaning to thank you.

Forgive me for taking so long to thank you,
but the list—Vance knows—is so long,
and, really, how to thank you is a question
I’ve been asking myself. Is there enough ink
in this pen? Enough rare earth in this phone?
Enough blood and bone in each finger to thank you
for taking democracy to the tanning booth,
where you lie (but always with that long, red tie).
Something covers your eyes. How to thank you?
Vance, too, for helping me in this matter.
How doubly forgetful of me. The lies
are so beautiful. I have eaten them all.

Lisa Andrews is the author of The Inside Room (Indolent Books 2018) and Dear Liz (Indolent Books 2016). Her poems have appeared in Cagibi, Cordella, Gargoyle, POSTstranger, Painted Bride Quarterly, and Zone 3, as well as in anthology Braving the Body (Harbor Editions 2024), edited by Nicole Callihan, Pichchenda Bao, and Jennifer Franklin. She lives in Brooklyn with her husband, visual artist Tony Geiger.

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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Part of a SPECIAL EDITION of several poems over the course of today in solidarity with President Zelensky and the people of Ukraine

Annie Bien
THIS IS GONNA MAKE GREAT TELEVISION or the Broken Megaphone

SAY THANK YOU
SAY THANK YOU
HE DOESN’T HAVE THE CARDS

Why don’t you wear a suit?
Why do you come here dressed like that?

YOU ARE DISRESPECTFUL BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T SAY THANK YOU

there’s a line in a lifeline that favors truth amidst lies that lies dormant in the liars and though it is not immediate the impact of the subsequent karmic reaction of lie after lie burns into the future, cruelty comes as care only for a self that is made by layer after layer of prevarications

MAKE A DEAL OR YOU’RE OUT
SAY THANK YOU
YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO PLAY CARDS

SAY THANK YOU

At night one pair of eyes squeeze shut but not shut, a mind filled with molten unfinished sentences—constantly step on another, thoughts to unlisten—no one no one talks to me that way because I’m great I’m great—I’m great I’m great—I’m great I’m great—I’m a king a king

Another pair of eyes, hears air raid sirens, people silenced, buildings collapse, a refrain from the lies, thrown out from room with flags and press publicly shamed, but his stride more noble than the suited men in overly long red and blue flapping ties. An owl stares from a branch unblinking:

доброї ночі
доброї ночі
друзі
доброї ночі
вороги
доброї ночі
на один день, коли ми помремо
Я не буду шкодувати, але щодо вас, навіть якби ви це зробили, це було б брехнею.

good night
good night
friends
good night
enemies
good night
for one day when we die
I won’t regret it, but for you, even if you did, it would be a lie.

Annie Bien is the author of the poetry collections Under Shadows of Stars(Kelsay Books, 2017) and Plateau Migration (Alabaster Leaves Press, 2012). Her story Earthen Sky won the London Independent Story Prize for flash fiction (2020). Bien’s translations of Tibetan Buddhist texts appear in the digital repository 8400. Her poetry and flash fiction have appeared in The Wild Word, The Banyan Review, MockingHeart Review, WordCityLit, Autumn Sky Poetry, and other journals. She lives in Brooklyn where she teaches meditation and qigong.

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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Part of a SPECIAL EDITION of several poems over the course of today in solidarity with President Zelensky and the people of Ukraine

Lou Orfanella
Back in the USSR

Where have you gone King Richard?
Your ill-advised surreptitious reel-to-reel recordings
Were at least kept under lock and key
Until there was no damage left to be done
Never did you publicly malign a foreign leader
Or throw one to the curb like a lover scorned
You continued to seek “peace with honor” abroad
While sinking amid chaos on the home front
And you stepped aside rather than
Attempting to masquerade as a president
While striving for a dictator’s throne

Lou Orfanella is the author of the poetry collections Radical Acceptance and Unexpected Guests among many other books of poetry, fiction, and nonfiction. His essays, columns, reviews, and poems have appeared in periodicals including The New York Daily News, College Bound, English Journal, World Hunger Year Magazine, Discoveries, Teacher Magazine, and New York Teacher. He holds degrees from Columbia University and Fordham University. (And as his college floor mate, I can attest that he is an inveterate Beatles fan. —Ed.)

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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Part of a SPECIAL EDITION of several poems over the course of today in solidarity with President Zelensky and the people of Ukraine

Tree Smith Benedikt
I Will Invite President Zelenskyy to Shabbat Dinner

I will put out the antique silver,
and hope I can find a tablecloth without any stains,
I will bring up from the basement the good china.

I will give him a seat of honor at our table,
which will be laden with sympathy and food.

We will light the candles in honor of the children stolen by Putin.
We will break the bread and drink of the vine
while democracy falls around us.

In between bites of food, I will pray the Mi Shebeirach
for the healing of his people and of my broken heart.
We will not talk of the past,
but maybe, instead, read poems out loud
as a bulwark against the coming storm.

Tree Smith Benedikt‘s poems have appeared in journals including Glacial Hills Review, Ritualwell, and Jewish Literary Journal, as well as in the anthology Proof of Life: An Exploration of Conflict, Survival, and the Human Spirit Post October 7th (OneFamily Fund, 2024). She is the founder of Jewish Poets Collective and the Elul Poetry Reading Challenge, and lives with her family in Southern Ohio.

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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Part of a SPECIAL EDITION of several poems over the course of today in solidarity with President Zelensky and the people of Ukraine

Ina Roy-Faderman
In the Room With Death

Three men facing Death.
Only one sees
the scythe and ivory beak and the black feathered wings and the grin
he has seen so many times hovering over
bodies, so many bodies,
as if they all are his,
and in some sense they are.

Shouting won’t scare him away,
someone should tell the second man,
so look Death in the face, in case it comes at you
as a noose or a guillotine,
and hope that your wife was once right,
back when she believed in herself,
that we’ll all be reborn to learn our lessons,
maybe you’ll be a sea star,
learn that you can regrow, though never be the same,
if you’re torn apart
limb from limb from limb from limb
from limb

As for the third,
his time is up.
People who can see it count his time in months, not years,
Even wrapped and mummified in gold, Death will find him.
His hourglass is shattered and its calcaneus grinds into
the shards as it steps nearer and nearer.

Watch me failing my test of goodness,
of moral rectitude:
I hope I can watch when the scythe reaches him.

Ina Roy-Faderman’s work can be found in Pigeon Papers, The Rumpus, Trash Panda, and other journals. A first generation Bengali-American, she was born in Nebraska, lives in northern California with several mammals (some human), and drinks a lot of coffee. She teaches biomedical ethics and humanities philosophy of technology, and serves as a poetry editor for Right Hand Pointing.

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

Please send me poems ASAP about the Oval Office meeting today between Donald Trump, J.D. Vance, and Volodymyr Zelensky.

Find out how to submit poems or flash prose pieces to Second Coming.

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

Steve Nickman
Waiting for the Dictator

               After Cavafy

Why are the people all looking at their phones?

                    Because they want to know what the dictator will do
                    when he comes a month from now.
                    Four years ago he sent his barbarians
                    to lay waste the Capitol.
                    They were jailed and he had to wait
                     until the new election.
                     When the dictator comes
                     he will release them from prison.

Why isn’t anything happening in the Senate?
Why do the senators sit there and make no laws?

                    Because the dictator is coming next month.
                    What laws can the senators make now?
                    When the dictator comes he will make the laws.

Why are there “Closed” signs
on the government’s doors?
Why is our leader rushing to pardon
officers who followed the laws?
Why are so many people
wearing red hats and red neckties?
And why are foreign presidents
suddenly traveling to Florida?

                    Because the dictator has his own agents who will run the offices.
                    They will accuse the old office-holders of crimes.
                    Red hats and neckties mean allegiance to the dictator.
                    He has threatened our old allies.

And why do our statesmen not speak forthrightly
to the dictator, share their wisdom?

                    Because the dictator is bored by rhetoric,
                    does not believe in wisdom
                    or science or friendship.

Why this sudden restlessness, this confusion?
Why are the streets emptying so rapidly?
Why the serious look on the citizens’ faces?

                    Because the dictator has told us what he will do
                    on the first day. They are frightened.
                    He will take away our old protections.
                   We wondered if he would come
                   but now it is certain.

That might be a kind of solution.
Without a dictator
what would become of us?

Steve Nickman is the author of the poetry collection To Sleep with Bears (Wordtech, 2022). His poems have appeared in Pleiades, Nimrod, Summerset Review, Tar River Review, Tule Review, and other journals. Nickman is a psychiatrist who works primarily with children, teenagers, and young adults. He lives in Brookline, Mass.

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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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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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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