Stealing All that Salmon from the May Flower People

earth day my ass

Marooned, moaning harbor
Seals, tears from dives
Dreamt, Dungeness crabs
These masked men yell
“they gotta kill these fat fucking things”

Food is frivolity of human
Flotsam, here staking out
Rebar and footings
A sunset skipping off
Backs of seals, ricocheting
Through prisms of blown glass
Found in the tourist havens

They are in their cups
Covid shots of Jose Cuervo
Crab sliders dripping
Mayo and butter
Flocking Californians
Portlanders, seeking
A bender on sacred beach
Salish fresh water mussels
Miles from their barbeque

Fun, kites the shape of
Teletubbies, gaping gray whales
Eyes averted now
Paranoia distilled finally
The lockdowns, the Zoom
Rooms, until out alone on beach
Heads down, faces covered
Like limping overweight
Strong arm robbers
Most don’t look at Canada
Geese V’s, or bald eagles a mile
Above, instead, praying for crabs
Cold Coors closeted away
Styrofoam picnics
Guzzling legs, picking through bodies

They pull down mask, chug, chew
Chins covered with plastic surgical
Jokes, garlic salt juice flowing
Eyes toward imagined beds of a thousand
Crabs crawling, these boys and girls
Hoping crab pots hold holy grail
More slabs of marine meat
Pulled and frozen, ready

For more masked men and women
Trip home, cursing traffic, cussing
Shit from gulls on SUVS
Looking out into Pacific
Praying for another cold cerveza
Down the road, wishing
No more Indian talk
No Black lives matter
The entire shit show that is
Is their birth right to condemn

Flagging ancestors of first
Colonizing boats
Tired of so much, so many
Hoping again the trip
Back home leaves them
Dancing to Jimmy Buffet
Enough of this Indian-Black-Chinese
Stuff, can’t we all just get along
Around the crab fry

With cold sir-vas-ah, Corona too?

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Paul Kirk Haeder has covered police, environment, planning and zoning, county and city politics, as well as working in true small town/ community journalism in Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Mexico and beyond. He's worked in prisons, gang-influenced programs, universities, colleges, alternative high schools, language schools, and PK12 districts. He organized part-time faulty. His book, Reimagining Sanity: Voices Beyond the Echo Chamber (2016), looks at 10 years of his writing at Dissident Voice. Read his musings at LA Progressive. He blogs from Waldport, Oregon. Read his short story collection, Wide Open Eyes: Surfacing from Vietnam now out, published by Cirque Journal. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.