Cody Walker
Three Short Poems
1. Trump, to Melania
“Honey, we’re outta money.”
She whispers something inaudible and goes
out of the room. Her voice grows brittler.
She’s speaking to shadows.
He’s not Hitler, he’s not Hitler. . .
2. [Editor’s Note]
Mike Pence?
I’m on the fence.
On the one hand, he’s a smugly pious, small-minded, humorless toady.
On the other [No, no—we got it. Thanks, Cody!]
3. James Comey,
you know me,
know my need
to believe that someone peed
on someone. I’m in bad shape,
my brother; I need the tape.
Cody Walker‘s most recent poetry collection is The Trumpiad (Waywiser, 2017). (The book doubles as an ACLU fundraiser.) He’s also the author of two earlier collections: The Self-Styled No-Child (Waywiser, 2016) and Shuffle and Breakdown (Waywiser, 2008). His work appears in The New York Times Magazine, Slate, and The Best American Poetry (2015 and 2007). He teaches English at the University of Michigan and co-directs the Bear River Writers’ Conference.
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