Carol Bennett © 2010 All Rights Reserved
My Sonnets Look Like Minnesota
We whistled to the city from a hill. Nothing.
Yelled. Nothing. We turned around, tried to bounce
our voices off the mountains: the echoes
earned a small ribbon from a street fair.
We walked away from the city, stumbled,
upended a garbage can a town over.
A telegram came: congratulations
on the success of your work abroad!
We built a city of our own overseas,
libraries, contemporary art
museums, scale replicas of St. Paul’s,
Doric columns, monuments to ourselves.
The city sent official delegates,
keys, big scissors; asked us to go back home.
Reasons Why I Think God Is A Panda
God is a carnivore, but lives on a
diet primarily consisting of
Due to increasing encroachment
by man, God has been driven out of His
usual lowland habitat.
be as many as 3,000 Gods still
in the wild, with conservation efforts
helping those figures to grow.
God is thought
to be docile, but is known to attack
humans on occasion.
God has appeared
on several commemorative coins.
God is black and white now, but was born pink.
God can live to be up to thirty when
raised in captivity.
God’s hands have thumbs.
God is rare, and cannot be found at all
in South America or Africa—
although Australia will have God soon.
The word “God” originally referred
to another species; scientists now
say that the two are not really even
God can be found in a zoo.
Copyright © 2010
Brian McGackin was born and raised in New Jersey, but now lives in Los Angeles. He served as Poetry Editor for the Southern California Review until his graduation from USC's MPW program in May of 2010. His first collection is forthcoming next summer from Quirk Books.
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