Three Poems by A.J. Huffman

A Square of White

rag, inanimate

rat, was made to mimic my lack

of success.  A shrouded corpse,

a show, a failure, it drew laughter

and sneers.  I took off my hat.  My audience

married the dark, disappeared. 

I abandoned consciousness as well,

fainted into the filth of waiting

for seconds and chances.

War Is Back In My Inbox

The sents and the receiveds are fighting,

again, for equal rights or maybe just

eye time.  Attention is the gold-

bricked road to salvation in this digital world

of limited space and span.  You are

only as interesting as your subjective tag-

line and a key-trip, finger-flick

away from trash.

Looking Log 003:  Upside Right

I must have hit my head on the way

down, because this place reads

like a rave on a bad acid trip, all smiling

cats and giant androgynous blobs that

dress like caterpillars, but preen

like butterflies.  Jack[off] has yet

to show his fucked-up face

again (no surprise there), so I am

wandering around, a Barbie among

goblins, wondering why the Hell

they hadn’t already crowned me queen.

A.J. Huffman has published eleven solo chapbooks and one joint chapbook through various small presses.  her new poetry collections, Another Blood Jet (Eldritch Press), A Few Bullets Short of Home (mgv2>publishing), and Butchery of the Innocent (Scars Publications) are now available from their respective publishers.  She has two additional poetry collections forthcoming:  Degeneration (Pink Girl Ink) and A Bizarre Burning of Bees (Transcendent Zero Press).  She is a three-time Pushcart Prize nominee, a two-time Best of Net nominee, and has published over 2300 poems in various national and international journals, including Labletter, The James Dickey Review, Bone Orchard, EgoPHobia, and Kritya.  She is also the founding editor of Kind of a Hurricane Press.  www.kindofahurricanepress.com.