Doom Scroll till Doomsday

By Elizabeth Shanaz

Buy this shit, I need to eat and you have some extra

Y’all not up on me

200 dead, a bomb on a tent?

Look, Taylor Swift is saving the economy,

            basically

Have you multiplied your multiple streams of income?

It’s Bisan. She’s still alive

Buy this shit, it will come in a sleeve that smells like fish

Here’s what I eat in a day to fill all the various voids

            God, there’s so many. Giggles.

Has anyone seen Motaz?

Buy this shit, you can always make more money

Golden balloons, a skin tight dress

            She looks good if that’s really her age

            Mess yourself with self-loathing, gotta go buy some shit

7 babies dead, tubes still in their noses, bombs have blades now?

Isn’t this so funny? Here’s some more.

            Don’t cry just laugh

            Laugh so hard you cry

I know your family is being killed but I need my abortions

            Lesser of two evils, silly goose.

Bombs dropped from jets, fell on top of a funeral

            We don’t get dignity in death anymore

Buy one get one, but only today so hurry up and

            buy this shit.

Motaz posted a story, thank God

            Oh God, it is the worst thing I’ve ever seen.

Four pics of you in the Caribbean, no cheating!

A Black man was lynched last night

            Silly goose.

 

Elizabeth Shanaz’s writing has appeared in Huffington Post, Playboy, Pree Lit, and SAADA. Her books include TRAUMA: A Collection of Short Stories (Shanti Arts 2017), Nothing You Could Do (Bruk Out Media 2020), and Waiting for a Name (Shanti Arts 2023). She is based in New York.