Challenge
Don't Picture This, Don't Picture That...
Use any form of imagery besides sight (so sound, taste, smell, etc.,) to describe an emotion.
Crash
home tastes like
coffee creamer
with a side of
ninety degree humidity
that curdles my sanity
it sounds like
being seventeen
thinking
I can take a right on red
skidding into
another car
the cop asking me
”are you high?”
I think I might have smiled at that
I just wanted a salad
officer
the fewer calories
the better
emptiness
served up cold
the better
to survive
being someone
I loathe
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