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I wanted to be with you alone, and talk about the weather.
By Ourselves...Together
Sit down with me.
No fear.
Here we are alone,
my dream come true.
Weather is nice today, isn't it?
Oh, gosh. I feel a burp coming on,
but I don't want you to know that.
It's okay now. The worst is over.
The storm has passed.
What did you just say? The burp
distracted me, left me deaf
in both ears when I let go
on the inside.
Right. Uh, huh. No no.
No.
My dream come true
is now spiraling down into
"A Nightmare on Oak Street".
Can we go back to talking about the weather?
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Prose Challenge of the Week #11 in partnership with The Micropoetry Society. Use the following word to create a piece of micropoetry: “OLD.” The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100, the runner-up will receive $25. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #poetheme and #micropoetry.
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Prose Challenge of the Week #10: In honour of Presidents’ Day, write a Haiku about Donald Trump or Bernie Sanders. The winner will be chosen by Prose based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. Winner will receive $100.