Prompt 1: What is the thing in the future that you fear the most.
Prompt 2: Write a homage
I chose prompt 2, though I'll keep prompt 2 in my back pocket for future use. The homage that was read in class, as an example, was dedicated to Walt Whitman. Instead of going for everyone's famous person (Robert Downey Jr. obviously), I chose to do my padre.
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There are worse things
you could do on a Saturday.
Silly fathers sit in
death's double-wide;
sniffing his laudanum-
laced carpet.
Simple fathers tell
clean lies to
irrelevant wives with
happy pill habits.
Senseless fathers
drink, drag, drug
their way to pretty
nothingness.
Our fort’s lid,
comprised of a
yellow comforter,
dips above our heads,
tickles my ear as
you shuffle the deck.
We sit on the kitchen floor;
legs crossed, deep air
sticking to our lungs,
like honey on toast.
There are worse things
you could do on a Saturday.
More later!
Love from Pullman,
The Blonde and The Bullshit