Here is a poem. The prompt is ‘summer afternoons’ from #Soulwords.
Summers heavy hand
flicks and stings
The sun drills through
locked car windows.
Here is a poem. The prompt is ‘murderer’ from #cdpoetry.
My tongue snakes
as I drain the contents
between my lips.
My friend pulls a gun, shooting his
taking ‘murder a pint’ too literally.