A Short but Challenging Writing Prompt

Alphabetical Story

Almonds taste bitter

But who knew it was poison

Cocktails that were

Drank last night.

Evening wore on and

Frivolous conversation

Gave way to

Harmless flirting…

Iowa perhaps?

Just as she swallowed another

Kamikaze did she

Last speak of

Morning rituals and

Nocturnal

Opportunities.

Perfidious

Quixotic and queasy,their

Ruminations

Swept away by

Tenacious cramps and

Undiplomatic

Vomit onto the

Waiter. Diagnosis?

Xanthic urolithiasis and

Yellow Oleander poisoning. Final score… Gardener: Two, Lawyers:

Zilch

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Originally published at proudmommaofgirls.wordpress.com on January 14, 2015.

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