Prompt:
It’s Day #25, and you may be getting tired. In Joseph Harker’s prompt today, let others do the heavy lifting of inspiration. Keep an ear out for the first sentence (or even word) that is said to you after you read this prompt. (Poetic license: If the first few words are exceptionally boring, wait for the first uncommon or peculiar one.) Take that word/sentence — it could be “mango” or “exemplar” or “have you ever been to this Ethiopian restaurant?” — and build a poem around it. Maybe you have deep thoughts on mangoes or a narrative of heartbreak and spicy injera from the restaurant mentioned. Trust in fate.
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I am tired of you
yelling at me. And she takes
herself in the bedroom, packs her most precious
items while in the background the weatherman
yells out from the box. They are always wrong,
aren’t they? Taking the words out of her mouth,
she says, here, take them. Love. You. I.
It’s Day #25, and you may be getting tired. In Joseph Harker’s prompt today, let others do the heavy lifting of inspiration. Keep an ear out for the first sentence (or even word) that is said to you after you read this prompt. (Poetic license: If the first few words are exceptionally boring, wait for the first uncommon or peculiar one.) Take that word/sentence — it could be “mango” or “exemplar” or “have you ever been to this Ethiopian restaurant?” — and build a poem around it. Maybe you have deep thoughts on mangoes or a narrative of heartbreak and spicy injera from the restaurant mentioned. Trust in fate.
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Untitled
I am tired of you
yelling at me. And she takes
herself in the bedroom, packs her most precious
items while in the background the weatherman
yells out from the box. They are always wrong,
aren’t they? Taking the words out of her mouth,
she says, here, take them. Love. You. I.
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