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Poem: Ye, Cockroach

An ode to a cockroach I saw in the KFYR building window.

Julie R. Neidlinger
Feb 15, 2026
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Yes, this is the actual cockroach I’m talking about. Image © Julie R. Neidlinger. All rights reserved.

Thou lookest dead.

Thine last gasp of breath
and sup on potato chip
ended ingloriously
in the duct above the office.

Layest thou for a fortnight, mourned not.

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