Passing Through Footscray

A Western suburbs poem

Photo by K. Mitch Hodge on Unsplash

Old brown sacks lie like dead dogs,

lumpy and unmoving while

empty chip packets skip past

on the footpath.

Diesel fumes shiver in the hot air,

huge semis brush cars into the gutter

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Writer, teacher, editor, book lover — www.sherrylclarkwritingcoach.com is where I offer editing and manuscript development services.

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Sherryl Clark

Sherryl Clark

Writer, teacher, editor, book lover — www.sherrylclarkwritingcoach.com is where I offer editing and manuscript development services.