To begin, we, sputtering, duck. With a little bit rock and roll. Took his Chevy to the levee. Train with a whole lot of soul.
Scowling with sour pickles. Presiding evil in a hungry land. Copping out in neon Miami. Soaring like a bird in a band.
Read his poems out in the hall. Read his story to white noise. Sputtering again like a deputy. In Miami once more, won twice.
In the rainsong, least of the three. In the wash, who’s despicable me?
Answer: 14 Donalds
Donald Duck Donnie Osmond Don McLean Don Cornelius
Don Rickles Donald Sutherland Don Johnson Donald Byrd
Donald Hall Don DeLillo Don Knotts Don Shula
Donald O’Connor Donald Trump
Vince Gotera is a professor of English at the University of Northern Iowa, where he served as editor of the North American Review from 2000 to 2016. He is the editor of Star*Line, the print journal of the international Science Fiction and Fantasy Poetry Association. His poetry collections include Dragonfly, Ghost Wars, Fighting Kite, and the upcoming Pacific Crossing. Recent poems may be found in The American Journal of Poetry, Parody Poetry Journal, Eunoia Review, and Silver Birch Press. He blogs at The Man with the Blue Guitar.