Hi friends!
What do you think about the poems/short stories?
I'm running out of poem juice tbh so you guys can request prompts or something.
Like,
A poem about a stash of peanut butter sandwiches.
Or maybe
A poem about Cupid eating said stash of peant butter sandwiches.
<<If you haven't noticed yet, I'm craving peanut butter sandwiches.>>
But anywayyyy
I'd love it if you guys leave comments or press the little star at the bottom ☆ so more people can read with you ^-^
You guys can comment here, and credits/dedications go to those who think of the prompts:
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(If this really gets no responses I'll delete this and pretend this never happened because it will remind me of my peanut butter-less existence and that no one has stepped forward to talk [[I am VERY friendly fyi]] or offer a plate of food goshdarnit I am hungryyyy)
But I digress.
If you don't have any food but still would like to continue the poetic journey of a, ahem... normal girl, continue. :)
Vote and/or comment!
Sincerely,
A writer who will now resume hunting for peanut butter sandwiches.
YOU ARE READING
Neon
De Todo(SOMEHOW, REGULAR UPDATES) A collection of poems, short stories in poetic form, rants hidden in poetic form and other things that pop up in my head. *** Staring at the canvas, She chose to pluck a brush From her own head, And paint with the colours...
