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November 21, 2017October 30, 2017 by J.L. Smith

Poetry Boot Camp Prompt #20

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Prompt #20: The cornstalk, loose grain, golden hair, on the red blanket…

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November 20, 2017October 30, 2017 by J.L. Smith

Poetry Boot Camp Prompt #19

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Prompt #19: He sat alone on the river bank afraid to let his toes meet the water.

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November 19, 2017October 30, 2017 by J.L. Smith

Poetry Boot Camp Prompt #18

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Prompt #18: The clipped mahogany hair remained on the sink counter long after she left…

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November 18, 2017October 30, 2017 by J.L. Smith

Poetry Boot Camp Prompt #17

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Prompt #17: Popped balloons, streamers on the ground, a party that never started…

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November 17, 2017October 30, 2017 by J.L. Smith

Poetry Boot Camp Prompt #16

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Prompt #16: He sat alone and exhaled, as just another piece of evidence proved he was alive…

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November 16, 2017October 30, 2017 by J.L. Smith

Poetry Boot Camp Prompt #15

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Prompt #15: She wrote in red because she felt the color was appropriate…

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November 15, 2017October 30, 2017 by J.L. Smith

Poetry Boot Camp Prompt #14

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Prompt #14: She picked up the shriveled rose, the only tangible remains of their meeting.

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November 12, 2017October 20, 2017 by J.L. Smith

Poetry Boot Camp Prompt #12

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Prompt #12

She threw each piece into the fire, hoping the smoke would not give her away.

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November 11, 2017October 20, 2017 by J.L. Smith

Poetry Boot Camp Prompt #11

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Prompt #11

She walked away from the terminal, a half smile on her face…

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November 10, 2017October 20, 2017 by J.L. Smith

Poetry Boot Camp Prompt #10

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Prompt #10

In the department store bathroom, she smeared foundation onto her skin, her stringy hair in a messy ponytail, her mind on what had just happened.

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