There’s No Real Divide
Two starlings fight over
a chicken leg bone
I watch from the bus window
at a stoplight of a busy intersection
on a bus tour of Rubbertown,
Louisville, Kentucky
a community tucked between
smoke stacks and sludge ponds
hearing stories about pollution and
poverty and unrelenting
policies protecting money,
the same story here in the city edges
woven through Appalachian hills,
all of us hollering for change.
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especially love your use of “hollering”
Very nice beginning to draw the reader in and start the journey.
policies protecting money,
the same story here in the city edges
woven through Appalachian hills,
all of us hollering for change.
You draw us in then make that final punch at the end. Well done.