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Seen A Shooting Star Tonight: A Gotham Writers Prompt
That night I seen a shooting star and I did what one must do. I made a wish. It was a clear night. The sky was the deepest and darkest blue. The stars were everywhere. They were big, and close. They resembled diamonds. I had just arrived at the farmhouse, where my writing buddies and…
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You First: A Gotham Writers Prompt
“I dare you!” one child said. “No! I dare you!!” said another. “No you go first!! “No you go!! “Let’s go together.” “I don’t want to go at all!” This was the game the children would play when they passed by the dilapidated blue framed house. The wood porch sagged on one side, like a…
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Night Garden
I dream of planting a flower garden but one that blooms by night. A garden filled with flowers that come alive under the moonlight. I see myself sitting in a gazebo of chestnut wood with screen lined windows. It stands in the middle of my garden where the moonlight can shine upon it. The bench…
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Fragment
A fragment of myself is all I can show the world. Many think it’s me, happy go lucky, always smiling, beaming like the brightest star. It is only a fragment they see. My whole self is a myriad of fragmented pieces, put together loosely. It’s an ill-fitting suit but the only one I have. This…
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Noticing: A Writing Prompt
We walk through life wrapped up in our heads, in our responsibilities, our expectations, our work, we don’t take the time to stop and notice. We don’t notice the lone blade of grass dancing in the wind or the way a maple leaf waves hello as the wind blows. We are too busy to notice…
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Visual Writing Prompt
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Burning Love
My love overwhelming, bursts forth flames, burning, ravaging my soul. It overtakes all of me as I melt into you.
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June Bloom: A Gotham Writers Prompt
On June 1st a flower was born. Was it a rose? A carnation? No, nothing as fancy as that. She was a wildflower with a sturdy stalk, growing in the weeds of the city. You know, the kind young children would pick and arrange and present as gifts to their moms or their childhood crushes. …
