Rain Battered Window

By Clem Flowers

Shards of mandrills hook into their tongues all thru the plush slide of clover hills- balance finally returned to the blooms of lilly and sleepy sugar silk.

I beckon the kingsnake to meet me in the snow bank & can’t help but grin when I spot the emerald in their mouth.
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Clem Flowers (They/ Them) is a soft spoken southern transplant living in spitting distance of some mountains in Utah. In an eternal search for the perfect sweet potato fry. Nb, bi, and queer as the day is long, they live in a cozy apartment with their wonderful wife & sweet calico kitty. They can be found on Twitter at @hand_springs777