Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #38: Write a piece of micropoetry about what summer means to you. 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
Here Comes the Sun
Hiss.
Don't cry my dark one,
Retreat back to the abyss,
Hide from the cruel sun.
Hiss.
This season shall end,
Continue to descend.
Hiss.
Winter will come.
Okay.
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