gutter creeks

snow kids are melting

laughing, splashing

in gutter creeks—

two wear rubber boots

three sport wet sneakers

their popsicle stick floats

become speed boats

racing to the

sweet sewer

finish line



About troysherdahl

A blue-collar bohemian with a penchant for fine words and dirty jeans.
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