the cockroaches in new orleans
are not anything like
the ones in the archy and mehitabel poems
they're more like something out of edgar poe
full of yellow green snot
when you squish them
with your bare feet
walking to the bathroom at night
i remember once
waking up to a racket
finding a fat roach tap dancing
on a tin foil covered casserole
and not a cat in sight
Published in WritingInk Magazine 2017
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