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
I Flee From Southern Tides
In hell,
I don't believe it will be flames
but muggy, steamy stillness
that drives its captives to insanity.
Hell is summer in the South.
Here the Devil reigns.
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