Challenge
100 words
Write a poem of exactly 100 words. No more, no less. All topics welcome. Have fun. Have heart. Have at it!
Skin
I shouldn't be driving. My eyelids felt like glue every time I blink. I see my kids trick-or-treating and wonder where my husband is. He said he’d take them trick-or-treating. I pull over, their costumes look different than what we bought. Mikey wanted to be a clown with his face ripped off. His makeup looks almost too real. I got out, “Mikey, your makeup looks amazing!” I touch it and see blood on my finger. I look closer and notice his face looks deeper like someone skinned. I realize, it’s not face paint or special effects, his face is gone.
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