The Art of Love

"They're just broken bottles" she said, sucking all romance out of finding weathered glass in the sand. I said, "Help me find them," and she bent down, her eyes skimming shells like the local she'll never be as I placed the tiny pieces in her hand and adjusted my wording. "Help me hold them." Budweiser …

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Write a letter from the point of view of a drug addict

Bear - I'm writing to let you know that I forgive you. The bruise on my forehead healed and I had a doctor friend look at the cuts on my arm you were always so worried about. It was nice having someone around to worry about me, but I'm beginning to understand why you left. …

The Worst

When you first step out of a shower and it’s the absolute coldest of all the cold rooms you’ve ever been in...Let me break it down for you. You’re in the shower. It took a second, but you finally got it to the right temperature. The steam is rolling around you. It’s a little trippy …

The Task

I walked into Anthropology today to buy a gift for my friend. I walked out with a book titled 642 Things to Write About by the San Fransisco Writers' Grotto. Each day I will write about whatever prompt is given. I will start with the first prompt on the first page and go from there. …