A New Villain

SUPERCHICO

Dawn chomps blotches through tiny eyelids.
Irises afloat in that irresolute space
connecting reverie and reality;
relief comes in gushes of ecstasy—
those razor-beaked ravens weren’t real,
and today is Saturday.

A Captain America digital eye blinks:
thirteen lazy minutes before cartoon time.
The boy relishes the moment,
rolls over and wraps himself in his duvet—
on the curtains Batman KRAPOWs! the Penguin,
Spidey skulks atop a kind of Empire State.

A new villain rips through thin air,
elegantly intrudes and startles:
red locks rising and falling
within the flow of an undercurrent—
her speech bubble screams Danger!
She holds hands and tangos with Death.

Her minions: an army of amoeba jelly-like creatures,
and in her left hand a mysterious disc
(of power beyond words, no doubt).
Irises afloat in that irresolute space
connecting reverie and reality
when she knocks on the window.

The boy’s bladder goes weak.
Batman pulls up his nose and stomps a boot in disgust;
Spidey’s smirk is clearly visible underneath his ridiculous mask.
A long nail taps on the window now— a sign of impatience—
the disc sparkles with menace,
her speech bubbles with droning anger:

“Ranger, come and eat your cereal!” says mum,
leaning over and switching off the pool pump.
“Wow! Can you see the shapes
of the water’s reflection on your curtains? Trippy.”
Ranger jumps out of bed and changes his shorts.
“Oh, Range, I found a cool new villain in the cereal box.”

 

words by Ramon Ramirez

art by Craig Hopson

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