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“Going Awry” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Going awry racing against time like climate crises’ deadlines by the smart and the polite having proposed ceasefires in wildfires while peeking from beneath asbestos shrouds of secrecy concealed in measured agreements seeking cool-headed peace no fuss no flash yet hurting our chances to embattled CO2 dismantlements well afterwards lined in white flags minus their stars and their stripes with temperatures on the rise non-disclosures filed heated rivals threatening Fahrenheit violence science access denied in once-upon-a-time fairy-tale storylines on a glaring Black Friday ...

“Issues to Woo” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Issues to woo giant blow-up balloons along gusting parade routes on Thanksgiving Day enthusiasts made anxious as gawking spectators wait for Santa’s sleigh pulled by eight tiny reindeer lead by reeled-in behemoths hulking between 50 to 60 feet while themed floats sail down wind-tunnel streets and marching bands blow roots and tweets ...

“Seeking Promise Relieving Pain” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Seeking promise relieving pain making the case for desired change while ascribing blame for coming up lame exclaiming,  “They shoot horses, don’t they?!” while labeling K9s as shamelessly undiscriminating lapping up the galaxy gravy of The Big Bang having been bathed in healing microwave radiation expanding at a phenomenal rate offering unification as located in a lemon-sized doggie brain showing deep affection for Homo sapiens lovingly bonding on vastly popular mongrel boulevards ...

“Subtle Signals” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Subtle signals Latin for, “little thief” classic editing not just for me ferreted in brief looking freaky hiding in loads of leaves predominantly greens of random splatterings shadows cast lacking weight and gravity practically flattened by the dint of the facts still taking a bit of a chance having once had a bad trip into, “perhaps” wearing black eye masks on the diagonal ...

“In Upcoming Days” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán In upcoming days ramped-up campaigns sharply divided off stage as all the rage of disinformation flushing out false statements failing to demonstrate against blazing slates lacking curation like checked-out paintings into flat mesa landscapes blooming standard stays via cover illustrations themed, “ transcience and transportation” portraying alienation while tinkering with Bluetooth enabled radios wheeling shabby suitcases appalled by ”planed” skyscrapers collapsing in flames ...

“Disappearing Beneath Thinning Canopies” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Disappearing beneath thinning canopies invariably retreating backwards short bodies light limbs sparsely distributed unpredictable warming conditions growing rogue teeth cropping leafage with enormous lips tiny ears wiggling forming watertight lids suckling its young with only one hump rather than double moving uncountable tons mercilously hunted bearing short tufts smelling of musk ...

“There Might Be” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán There might be a wormhole in the center of our galaxy as land plants grab genes from other species seen riding on e-bikes while bubble subs dive into a profusion of life luring terns to breed on island nesting sites triggering camera traps of silver-backed land animals plus crusts of bacteria and ancestors of algae harnessing the power of adaption via an escape hatch into phantom negative gravity ...

“Giving Our All-in-All” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Giving our all-in-all like loose-limbed narratives of doubtless champions due for rebranding side-parted hair tipping their hands while picking motives out of a hat challenging sleight-of-hand as stagnant flashbacks with arid patches in defacto aftermaths of supernatural bafflements incapable of zapping hapless anguish and unutterable tragedy as shuttered cameras mimic tongue-clacking crassness luring fans of back-and-forth fantasy brands avidly clamoring for charismatic glamorous nostalgia shifting barriers burning flags leaking not-so-secret emails derailing high-speed train links via irregular diplomacy and makeshift ropes’ bows and arrows escaping on ladders stinging water cannons fires tear gas emergency powers zip-tied hands overturned face masks ...

“Gazing Quizzically” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Gazing quizzically still milling at stage lips after tanking economies becoming engulfed in fogs of color by clowning darlings as cavalier caveats to worlds of angsty choreography uncannily meandering with twitchy fragility feeling unintentionally funny after taking the plunge into vulnerability never looking up from euphoric nighttime hunts stealthily strutting with triumphal love ...

“Needing Second Helpings” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Needing second helpings of clown-assembly levity appearing endearingly perplexed in all their innocence donning thick turtlenecks speaking dreamscape nonsense as serendipitous yet mesmerizing mischief blowing blizzards of tissuey confetti at tear-jerker endings ...

“Highly Irregular” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Highly irregular forceful and unflappable news analysis cameras clacking in vaporous clouds housed in The Capitol with stern stares and rapidly shot-up hands as combat veterans turn into diplomats staging epic clashes leading to collapsing social programs pushing back with madly snapped photographs capturing look backs at corrupt artifacts like the unspoken rules on campuses while dangling antiquated four-figure price tags having been ravaged by gases still hanging in the air mace and pepper spray penetrating mucous membranes strait-laced hitting the brakes walking can’t be safe first names in potent fragrances delving into heartache as hand-cranked incantations as scrawled on gulag walls no questions raised ...

“Thrust Into the Glare” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Thrust into the glare of overbearing flashbacks while under strict surveillance during gargantuan prayer chants broadcasted as hardscrabble podcasts of barreling legendary stature after erratic cyclonic calamities as warned by climatic forecasters unable to monitor weather disasters’ aftermaths vague and expansive in tandem with hate-crimes and gender gaps undervalued by scandal from years back in taxidermic lit paper and tobacco...

“First of a Kind” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán First of a kind formidable and feisty with an ecumenical eye for primary chief clients morphing into felines of all-the-wiser nine-lived hybrids with trippy visual rhythms into shifting positions via red, blue and green filters of slippery realities sown onto fertile green ground against marine-blue backgrounds offering a sense of encapsulated power across energy-channeled dotted-and-dashed time spans ...

“Suddenly Swarming” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Suddenly swarming telling stories of switching loyalties in a trade war as a long- standing cautionary calling into a hamlet of fruit and nut orchards filled with categories of widows and orphans all self-taught and turning tawny like primordial catchalls for storing ears that look like horns along waterfront troughs legs crossed balancing formidable red balls in between all wars as forever installments morphing into an ephemeral well off like a transitory tall-tall order ...

“A Cloud of Stigma” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán A cloud of stigma neither a legacy nor a cornerstone for tabloids being recalled as immoral online wars printed vividly as vague but ominous warnings as well as “fake” endorsements being character voiced as, “false” by half-assed sorts called, “liers”, for short along with exclamation points written in chronological order “right or wrong” as, “a little off” like iridescent pond water labeled, “poison” ...

“Plenty of Clouds” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Plenty of clouds in a countdown to cutting greenhouse emissions heightening fire risk violent winds extending into summer and winter while man-made triggers plus thin lightning strips act as ignition for invasive grassy kindling forming new ecosystems appearing on extensive study lists demanding vigilance via voice-controlled digital assistants as native seedlings die beneath a blazing sun and are eaten by cows and pigs ...

“Trying to Woo” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Trying to woo the, “Whoo-hoo!” and, “Ballyhoo!” versus “Pooh-poohing the Pooh-bah by booing” leading to, “Boo-hooing” beneath Blue Moons after eyeing, “Polka-dotted helium balloons” for preschoolers sealing the deal with curbside tilts and twirls along parade routes labeled, “Dang it!” proclaiming, “It’s AOK” as commonplace as, “retro throat dangler loop-de-loop choo-choo trains” ...

“Harvesting Parsley” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Harvesting parsley under the condition of anonymity for the glossy chic experimental luxury and unapologetic gawking dodging potholes from smuggled box people on the last legs of dangerous journeys trafficked at high risk minus public identity questioning credibility torn between surging and sinking in alternate realities with the peculiar quirks of sole entrepreneurs getting snarled in traffic swirls citing the lure of hair shirts being misheard misread or even misinterpreted proclaiming, “You’re only as good as your latest work - there’s nothing worse than overworked” while minding your minimalist business of thin ribbons and flattened brims convincingly perfecting your individualistic kicks ..

“Telling All” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Telling all printed on wall labels of self- justification for ghastly installations within the gold-plated growing ranks as, “All the rage!” pinging with incendiary tweets while blaring, “Hale to the Chief” hanging graphic motifs under flimsy anonymity brimming with fictional trivia...

“Few Defectors” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Few defectors surging unrest via undocumented protests not quite meshing while leaching heavy metals with long-lasting effects “Will there ever be an end to all that go getting?” never to be 12 as doppelgänger joke tellers vend mollusk exoskeleton comedy sketches with glistening shells of hot-temperature amplified pressures lacking in successors all in plain scent...