Trailer Trash

Published April 5, 2016 by kdorholt

I actually published this on 4/4/.

This found poem is dedicated to the unfortunate few who live in the “trailer park” dug into the side of the hill drivers pass when traveling from NYM to DL

Trailer Trash

Imagine a trailer
a big hole
in the ceiling
floor starting to crumble
under my feet

lean to one side

the faint odor of death
hung around
the bathroom
no doubt
a squirrel
or a rat
had died
in the walls

I told myself
the flesh was
the smell
would go away
but it
never did
vermin-ghost smell

I loved
that trailer

first and
home I
ever owned.

Source: (journalist Joanna Ivan).


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