It is with great excitement I present the work of poet Sudasi J. Clement on the Jimmy Broccoli page today!
Sudasi and I virtually met after our work (separately) was selected to be in a common publication. I read through all of the pages (and there were many) and paused when I reached Sudasi's contributions. I read a good amount of poetry (almost daily) and very rarely do I run across a poem that I must read again because the first reading caught my attention to the degree an encore is required. Sudasi's poems make me want to immediately re-read them - just to make sure I didn't miss anything.
Her style of writing is unexpected and refreshing and her poem below is among my favorites. It's "Losing My Mom To QAnon", a powerful and insightful piece.
A big "Thank You" goes to Sudasi for allowing me to post her work on the Jimmy Broccoli page.
Bio: Sudasi Clement is the former poetry editor of Santa Fe Literary Review (2006-2016). Her work has recently appeared in Rewilding: Poems for the Environment: Split Rock Review & Flexible Press, pacificREVIEW, FUNGI Magazine, Hole in the Head Review, Misfit Magazine, and Loch Raven Review, among others. She is the author of a chapbook, The Bones We Have in Common, Slipstream Press. Sudasi entered and won her first Poetry Slam in 2019 at the age of 57.
Losing My Mother to QAnon
She’s drunk on poison that turns frogs gay, tipple of fluoride and silver oxide.
Lenticular clouds are alien ships. Sylphs, she says, sent to mop up chemtrails.
A bat, a billionaire, and a scientist walk into a Wuhan lab— I thought she was joking.
Beware the Hadron Collider, portal to Hell. That’s Shiva in the lobby, dancing for doom.
Things she can’t unsee: bloodless sheep, CIA sex slaves servicing Hillary.
BLM protesters are paid provocateurs; JayZ and Beyoncé, illuminati. Lady Gaga
is Satan’s pawn. Gaga, Gaga, Gaga, her Little Monsters chant, as if in a trance.