Poetry By Clem Flowers

      Franck Michel CC




RATTY GUEST BOOK FULL OF FAKE NAMES
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"Why are you -"
"I dunno, I dunno. That's just 
all my days now. 
It just is."
The smoke starts to peel the cheap floral wallpaper
Strange lives between the half-broken neon.
"Just be more careful. Okay?"
Boot on half-dead cigarette in the ratty putt-putt golf green carpet.
"I'll try."



​Clem Flowers (They/ Them) is a poet, low rent aesthete, gorgeous monstrosity, pizza man lover, & poetry editor of Blue River Review with five chapbooks, a Best of the Net & Pushcart nominations to their name. Non-binary, bi, and generally queer as hell, living in a cozy apartment with their wonderful spouse & sweet calico kitty. Found on Twitter @clem_flowers