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Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.
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Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.

Anxiety

eyes filling

coffee staining

typing intensifying

I wish I did less

dawn swelling

time slimming

and as anxiety rears its ugly head

I fold in

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Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.
Cover image for post Milk and Cookies, by sandflea68

Milk and Cookies

Consumed in fantasy

young man suckled

ample bosom of life

cradle of pillowed love

kneading soft breasts

teasing nipples with tongue

“Mommy,” he moaned

cold corpse lay still.

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Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.

the ugliest void

sacrificed youth

siphoning purpose

drinking before noon

to chase their dope

living for profits

in greed's carcass circus

fuck ballgames and recitals

for capitalism festers

in exchange for your soul

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Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.
Cover image for post Chomp, by MilesNowhere

Chomp

Gorge yourselves

my lovelies

The fat pig

Is succulent

and moist

Cook's choice

I ate it's face

Mother would approve

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Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.

Mr. Maggot

Bile dripped from his crusty mouth

He became a fetus lying in a yellow chunky puddle

He defecated and mutilated himself

To please the "Flies of the Underworld"

Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.
Cover image for post α-ωeful, by A

α-ωeful

        ALPHA:

                "'EY Bee!"

                "See Dee."

                        Eeffjy ehchai jaykeh.

                        Elimenopy.

                "Cueress teayouvie."

                "Double-UX. Why?"

                "Z."

        OMEGA.

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Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.
Cover image for post Monsters., by JenJen132

Monsters.

Monsters don’t reside in the dark;

Real monsters live in the light in plain sight.

There’s one now.

His name’s Dave,

He’s my neighbor.

No one knows he murdered me.

Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.

Good Bye

Bitch, cunt, whore, slut

Cut deeper, cut, cut, cut

Blood, drip, drip, drip

My skin, tear, cut, slit

Rope, tie, tight

Death, peaceful, Right?

Cruel world

Good Bye

Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.

Pimple

bump

inside my cheek

fingernail scrape

Puss

then

a wiry hair

I pull and pull

yank it free

Blood

then

hissing noise

hair erupts

mouth full

spit

more

choking

Help

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Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge.

Death

First the stench of blood hit her, 

Then a grim crusted, gnarled hand, 

With blood oozing from it, 

Choked her half cut throat