End-of-the-World Death Machine Sonnet

from Children of the Anxious City by Al Russell

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lyrics

Do not just blast it away. We’ll need it in
the coming months. Everything
will crumble, ash explosions fluttering
dollar bills from out the molten
sky will be our currency.
Better than this rain. Do not just
chuck it from the wall plug-in, putz
its cord across the room, hissing, canny.
Like an old ham
radio, I’ll need it sooner or later,
to see if anyone is still out there
after the gates creak open
and my nostrils fill with head-aching
sea water. I can’t swim, not for that long.

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from Children of the Anxious City, released January 14, 2019

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Al Russell North Carolina

Al Russell is a graduate of the MFA program at the University of New Hampshire. She is a poetry editor at Outlook Springs literary journal. She is also an ordained minister of the Church of the Subgenius. She lives in North Carolina.