How To Kill a Garden Slug
poetry • #9
By Sophia Deianni Rollins

Cardboard
Slime, sludge, slither, they
stick to the soft, brown boxes.
Remove, use for soil.
Beer
Coors for the pea plants.
A small, shallow dish will do.
Morbid, drunken death.
Hand Picking
On your gloves and knees,
use the moonlight, use the stars.
Translucent slime trails.
Coffee
Sunrise garden drink.
This acidic spray will kill.
Death by bitter brew.
Rubbing Alcohol
Like salt to a wound,
the burn will teach the vermin.
No more trespassing
Frogs and Toads
You don’t stand a chance
to a battlefield of frogs.
Web-footed army.

Sophia is a poet from Seattle, Washington, whose work explores themes of connection, loss, and memory. Drawing inspiration from past professors and the poets who have shaped her, she strives to capture the quiet, often complex moments of the human experience through vivid, reflective language. She currently resides in Asturias, Spain. @sophia_rollins

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