A poem...
Roses are red,
violets are blue.
I’m going to bed,
to get away from you.
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A poem...
Roses are red,
violets are blue.
I’m going to bed,
to get away from you.
My first SSS. (summer short story)
Prompt: The funny thing about nature isn’t that prey and predator can be hard to distinguish, it’s that...
...the flora and fauna all die angrily. The deer may sleep forever, slowly losing its breath; but if you did the same, you’d feel your lungs burning and collapsing, stomach churning, heart shriveling up until there’s nothing but bones and flies; the stench of rotting flesh under the rolling hills; the choking noose that is death. Oh, but it is peaceful, is it not? It is natural, and calm, and orderly. Everything should happen like that, no? I find it hilarious. That’s the funny thing about nature.