This face has changed,
angelic to angled,
but do not doubt
what I can do,
the lightness
of an ax in my hand.
Mr. President, ex-lovers–
beware.
These words can cut
whatever I catch.
Isaiah Vianese is author of the poetry collection, Men and Music. His poems and book reviews have appeared in Assaracus, Blue Collar Review, The Fourth River, Lambda Literary, Moon City Review, and Rattle. He is also author of the chapbook, Stopping on the Old Highway (Recycled Karma Press 2009) and a book for kids. He lives in New York City, where he teaches writing. For more information, please check out his blog at: ivianesefromyes.blogspot.com.