Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #32: Write a piece of micropoetry about regret. 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. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
Combat Casualty
The shrapnel pierced flesh,
I felt my mortal coil slack.
My last thought wasn't of home,
Or my family there;
It was that I couldn't protect my fellow soldiers anymore.
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