All you hear is you own breath filling the cracks that comes with the silence.
Month / April 2017
National Poetry Writing Month Prompt #28
The streets were quiet, too quiet, after it happened. What happened and what will happen next?
National Poetry Writing Month Prompt #27
She sits on the edge, legs dangling off. What keeps her from jumping off?
National Poetry Writing Month Prompt #26
#26 A pondering prompt: who is the most fake? He who knowingly fakes it or he who doesn’t know he’s fake.
National Poetry Writing Month Prompt #25
Crushed leaves smear on floor evidence of a forgotten trip
National Poetry Month Prompt #24
Destinations: You set off on a set adventure. Imagine taking an unexpected detour.
National Poetry Month Prompt #23
#23 Take a situation where you know the end, the final act. Go back to where it began, how would you rewrite it knowing the later facts? Or would you do anything at all. Why?
