Poetry by Clint Bowman
Clint Bowman
/ May 1, 2024
Detox In the runoff,rainbow slicksmix with plastic bags. An earthworm struggleson the precipiceof the sidewalk. City drainsare beer funnelsfor our drunken creeks that have no choicebut to drinkour intoxicated waste. Oceans chug riversof unfiltered litterforming trash pitsthat grow likekidney stoneswith nowhere to go. So our sick planetis always hungover—throwing up hurricanesand tornadoes—desperate to detoxthe waste […]
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