Challenge Winner and new CotM!!
Hello, Writers and Dear Readers.
Congrats to our CotM winner for January! Ferryman brought home the bacon with the post titled, 'Kept Secrets.' In the video on our YouTube channel, we feature Ferryman, give a nod to the honorable mention, and go into our new Challenge of the Month.
We'll tag the authors in the comments. And here's the channel link, and our new challenge link.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5tFQhs8V-8
https://theprose.com/challenge/13700
And...
As always...
Thank you for being here.
-The Prose. team
America
America,
Your rotten core,
Built of blood and tears,
And a veneer of good intentions.
America,
You came up from nothing,
A bunch of religious runways,
Yet now you scorn the other runaways.
America,
Your blood is boiling,
Polluted with plastic and grease
America,
Your heart is breaking,
Smashed to bits by rioters waving flags.
America,
Your throat is tightening,
Knelt on by your own people.
America,
Your skin is peeling,
From the sunburn of progress.
America,
Your cancer is growing,
Fed by the flesh of
Childhood obesity.
America,
Your Miss America Models are crying
Because they're starving
For the love they can't give themselves.
America,
Is this what you wanted?
America,
I think you need to sit back.
Restart.
Let your body heal itself
From these self inflicted wounds.
America, you are more than this.
America, don't drown in this.
America,
If you want us to heal,
You need to start with yourself.
I’m okay
It's what I tell my family. Along with making sourdough bread, and gardening. Two of these are true.
Other days it's learning the ukelele, improving my Spanish, and keeping it together. Estoy okay.
I work in the theatre, I don't know when there will be work for me to go back to. But I'm holding up all right.
In September, I hope to be able to look back and say: Tengo una excelente cosecha (a word I have to look up because, for now, my vocabulary is still small--como se dice...). And have it be true to say, "Estoy bien."
