Mar 1, 2021
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24 February 2021 Wednesday Prose Poem Prompt: moving expressions
Plunge
Poetic Prose
There he was. Plopped onto the very rigors of brick that held him onto the pulls of the universe. There was nothing between them but the silent whispers of the wind, flying through the knitted sweater and condensed into none but cold dust. It was another rom-com, now with the urgent imperative of…
