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
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Bored of death.
The grass is dead.
The huskies shed.
No school for me ahead.
Just a season.
Alive for some reason.
Maybe I'll know,
when I play in the snow.