"What's the world for you if you can't make it up the way you want."

-Jazz, Toni Morrison


Energy in the Demise of Mama Bear and Santa Claus

Energy in the Demise of Mama Bear and Santa Claus

I’m told my carbon energy
killed ten icebergs
and five polar bears last year.

Or was it ten polar bears
and five icebergs?

Charging my phone now
surely killed one mama bear

but I really need to post
my food porn on the ‘gram

and send a FU email
to my ex Sandra.

Am I suppose to cry
as if my Mother just died?

I’ve never touched faraway fur
consumed in a vanishing North Pole. By the time

I retire, Sandra once said
Santa Claus and his unionized elves

will drown in a landscape
I only know through pixelated projection.

As Santa’s cherry coat
floats on toasty waters,

solid wood toys
sink to bottom-dwelling eyes
hungry to bask

before Mikey’s assembly-line smile
and Minnie’s pink glow
against a black sweep.


Keith Mark Gaboury earned a M.F.A. in creative writing from Emerson College. His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in such publications as Eclectica Magazine, Poetry Quarterly, and New Millennium Writings. Keith is a poet and preschool teacher in San Francisco, California.

Photo by tyler gebhart on Unsplash

FROM MY FAMILY TO YOURS

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