ecology poetry sociology writing

on wildflowers

his chest swelled american

as he boundfully boasted

that he could take me

for a tour

of miles and miles

of land

as it was 500 years ago


as yet untouched

unburdened by even one

power line


to which i responded

by reminding him

i’m from kentucky


when you come from having nothing

a place with nothing

holds no fascination


you can’t feed your children

on wildflowers

and living in

closer proximity

to the stars

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