when trump’s words
fall on my deaf ears
their odor
reminds me
of the smell
of burned flesh
on the breath
of bavarian
beer hall

Selected byMaria Mazzenga
Image credit:David Holt

About the Author: Michael Acker lives in Vancouver, British Columbia. He has lived in various parts of the world; his early education was in German and French(Munich, Germany).  Mike enjoys writing short poetry, especially with the intent of exploring the possibilities latent in a single image.