Challenge
This is a collaboration prompt. Offer up a piece (poem or flash fiction) to be revised by another person on prose. (you may tag your preferred revisers). I want to see both the original and the revised version(s)! (is this confusing? okay, first time I am posting a prompt here)
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Hurricane
She was a storm of sorts
A tornado really
Destroying everything she touched
Never on purpose
It was just in her nature
He came along
Out of the blue
Swept up into her wind
Into this beautiful chaos
And sure there's other girls
Ones with no fierce winds
To scare away the fearful
But he'd rather be trapped
In the eye of her storm
Because without it
He would never be blessed
With the beauty of her light