Jake Sheff

Flat Earth Society: The Annual Mailer

The earth is flat, it’s true: an envelope
To open wide; the sealing wax is orange
And in the sky; the postman-telescope
Directs lenticular deliveries (singe-
 
Inducing) to embarrassed globes the eyelash
Envelopes. Nothing’s false in mail or wire
Communications: trust the starry mustache
Shaved by the cosmetologist, the fire
 
Our stormy letter-writer’s underhand
Reply requires. An oval grave to render
Ovations obsolete for ampersand-
Like orbits inconclusively non-tender:
 
Believe the obits, NASA’s photogenic
Hoax; bury reason’s painful pomegranate.



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Jake Sheff is a captain and pediatrician in the US Air Force, married with a daughter and three pets. Currently home is California. Poems of Jake’s are in Marathon Literary Review, Poydra’s Review, Foliate Oak and elsewhere. His chapbook is Looting Versailles (Alabaster Leaves Publishing). He considers life an impossible sit-up, but plausible.