Poetry

Tyler Shields

By

Alejandro Escudé

In Defense of Kathy Griffin

You own it, the blood-head

And the headlines. You who

Bore the awe of inspired

Relevance, who ruffled the

Sensibilities of Chuck Todd.

Drop that head and hold

Your head high, Kathy Griffin.

The moon is a severed head.

Time leaks nerve-endings.

What shall we all make of

A woman in a jihadi pose?

The head like a drying rose.

Griffin hair-fire. Loudmouth

Griffin. American Griffin.

Imagery is stupid, imagery

Is barbarous. Oh mind-maze!

Oh dearth! Oh nasty soul!

We are alone, Kathy Griffin.

America has abandoned us.

Alejandro Escudé

Alejandro Escudé’s first book of poems, My Earthbound Eye, was published in September 2013. He holds a master’s degree in creative writing from UC Davis and teaches English. Originally from Argentina, Alejandro lives in Los Angeles with his wife and two children.