Category Archives: A J Huffman

The Echo of Monsanto’s Myth

Posted on August 2, 2013 by

A Poem by A. J. Huffman With fire hovering just outside my fingers, my eyes began to smoke. I was the flame, fabled gift, stolen. From gods I reigned, a vision of destruction, of deception, of severance. Faith dispersed: ash … Continue reading →

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The Legacy of Dow Chemical

Posted on July 30, 2013 by

A Poem by A. J. Huffman With smell of smoke poisoning the air, my lungs remind me something has died. The acrid ghost of ashes lingers, wrapping itself around what is remaining. I breathe in this gangrenized essence, a memory … Continue reading →

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Monsanto’s Agent Speaks

Posted on March 14, 2013 by

A Poem by A. J. Huffman I buried myself up to my chin in the hollow flesh of men who were all too happy to sacrifice for the cause. Then I colored my hair with their eyes. And my lips, … Continue reading →

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Agent Orange Baby

Posted on February 18, 2013 by

A Poem by A. J. Huffman   I opened my eyes and screamed so loud I turned my skin inside out. Forcing the blood I had left to the surface.   Once I was painted, I was silent. There was nothing … Continue reading →

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Dow’s* Accommodations

Posted on February 14, 2013 by

A Poem by A. J. Huffman I shove chairs in my mouth for your comfort and my convenience. My knees are not meant to support us both. Relax, let me welcome you in my own way. My tongue is made … Continue reading →

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With Match

Posted on January 17, 2013 by

A Poem by A.J. Huffman strike moment, I spark.  Catch, flame, fly.  Consuming my surroundings, I sputter, cough, choke on the repercussions of my success.  Flicker, fall out.  Puff, I slink away in one last breath of smoked regret.   … Continue reading →

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2, 4-D

Posted on October 17, 2012 by

A poem by A.J. Huffman Please poison us, the foolish farmers pray to the herbicidic deity, Dow Chemical. Save us from the so-called superweeds strangling our profit margins. After all, $7500 is too high a price to pay to produce … Continue reading →

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