What Rough Beast | Poem for May 8, 2017

Dana Trupa
In The Blood of Children

GM won’t use it, rusts its engine parts.
Smells, tastes,
appearances.

Rashes, hair
loss & other problems.
High levels of lead in the blood of children.

They insist its safe.
They say buy a filter.Tell us: use it, drink it, bathe in it.

But it smells like shit, tastes like shit & we feel like shit.

Increase in Legionnaire’s cases—some fatal—
some federal aid—no disaster—
no declaration.

270 pages of emails—debates—state response—
lawsuits—testimonies—panels—investigations—
evidence tampering—news crawlers—

Red tape.

High levels of rhetoric in the blood of children.

 

Dana Trupa‘s poems are forthcoming in the Red Cedar Review. She was born in Pittsburgh and is a 20-year NYC transplant and recent graduate of Hunter College with a BA in English Literature. She lives and works as a dog whisperer in Manhattan.

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