five poems
Word count: 494
Paragraphs: 54
CLAMORING TO BE HEARD
ghost girls scratch in me:
they say stop mourning
me to live on as these marks
stretch they say look so I watch
them turn nowhere into at least
one dead-end street to finish
each edge demarks any fix
which is solution enough
to say hey see ways breath
takes into account so take
a breath like my name
and spill it out for the next
MOON SKIPS IN THE FIELD WITH WAVING AND OUTSTRETCHED ARMS
send adolescents to the market sell futures in newspaper classifieds
NRI winter trip to motherland for wedding bride shopping roll
out the barrel we’ll have a lot of fun see seven girls in one week!
son of a modi bro rajabheta’s biodata for ex. there is none! Rdo
has faith singing to the tune of TLC’s waterfalls (hums the tune)
a new ballad for barron to relinquish patrilineal evils! in orange
theory class we flirt with soft butch coach contract discounts
on club membership! forecast advisements! conjugal production!
wills to assure management of wealth land and property made
some arrangements well with a stable there’s money in horses!
OFF INTO THE MIDDLE DISTANCE
Who shoed the fame
now? We snatched
one fusty scab.
Oh to be tuned back to the pack!
Whey aunt sent
decays when we
stand ousted.
We took out abodes
and can fade any
focused dynasty.
SLITHER
with their hemipenes and blanketwarm pheromones
nests of red garden snakes are
gay they gather to a ball to slither and
entwine all together
they might reproduce by doing so but they also might not
a poke a take a bite a bout binge rampage play they may wart
blister disease bruise bacchanal group same time next week
SASMITA PROPOSES
Here’s to the machines made to say enough now:
Cheers! What are you having? A boy or an abortion?
A machine to look inside: it’s the ultrasound
waves bouncing in the interior &no radiation!
Shatter sound pumps heart stutter haha heart stutter. Price of reveal
party is one more u.s. west coast inferno.
Womb as a landing and wound. A worker’s co-pay in cash only and
the confetti from the cannon’s only pink or blue.
Profit when box we tick’s from S to M so announce the auspicious
event! We’ll eat toast and there will be cake. A dance number
is in the works slide shows we’ll electric slide in our electric
shoes after we find where our nephews nieces niblings hid them.
Soham Patel is the author of the poetry collections to afar from afar (Civil Coping Mechanisms/Writ Large Press/The Accomplices, 2018), ever really hear it (Subito Press, 2018), all one in the end—/water (Delete Press, 2023) and The Daughter Industry (Nightboat Books, 2026) where these poems will appear next. They serve as Associate Editor at FENCE.