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mjdills
Journalist, poet, blogger, ghost writer and author of three books, I took pen in hand and wrote my first piece at the age of nine.
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Prose Challenge of the Week #40: Write a story about a drunken one-nighter, written out of gender. 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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The Bender

Bent on hell, fresh out of the white wing, loony bin, looking for love, meaning to sin, curse my fathers who twisted my mother, knowing the shape I was in, seeking fresh flesh to press against; you won't know me and I promise to never recognize you nor find you on Facebook, piss that... I just want to hook without pay and wake up the next day and not have to look and be jacked by another and the nurse who bothers to get me my fix if I jump the fence and pledge my tricks to another. The bar you set was the one I slid down and your tongue was my cheek; the bottle made me young again and I. am. the. technique. 

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Prose Challenge of the Week #38: Write a piece of micropoetry about what summer means to you. 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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summer

goes more quickly as each year passes

vine tomatoes take longer to ripen 

just as the sun crashes on the horizon

making me reach and grasp for the impossible moon

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Prose Challenge of the Week #36: Write a Haiku or Tanka describing a colour without using the name of the colour. 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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Haiku

Sightless, I reach out

Naught but the shade of my soul

Hungry for colour

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Prose Challenge of the Week #34: Use the following sentence within a piece of poetry or prose. “We all bleed the same.” 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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Life

It's a rat race, this equality game;

A few of us will suffer from shame,

There are others inclined to blame,

It's fairness in disparity's name and

We all bleed the same. 

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Prose Challenge of the Week #33: Write a piece about your deepest secrets. Poetry or Prose. 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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The Rockhound

We went to look at rocks.

That's not what we saw.

Innocence shattered in the gravel pit.

Childhood over down a short, rutted road. 

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Prose Challenge of the Week #32: Write a piece of micropoetry about regret. 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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Lament

I fed you;

You fed me

Love and angst...

With regrets to the  setting sun, 

not rising  to meet a perfect day.

Life was flawed.

I'm sorry.

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Prose Challenge of the Week #31: Write a piece of poetry or prose based on this question: Your walls have ears, what do they hear? 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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You and the Talking Walls

on the walls are shadows

that move within the night

they hear everything that happens

and cover any light.

if you're walking by the wall

and whispers follow you

you'll know the walls are listening

they talk back to you, too.

the bits you kept as secrets

from your precious mom and dad

are screaming from those shadows

and you should feel bad.

your sisters and your brothers 

will suffer when you're gone

but the things the walls have talked about

will continue on and on.

make sure you have no sad regrets

and have a frabjous day

just hold your hands upon your ears 

it's only lies, they say. 

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Prose Challenge of the Week #30: It's Independence Day and the aliens have invaded. You have one chance to save the planet by describing to them what Independence means. Share that speech with us. 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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Greetings, Travelers

I have been chosen by my people to welcome you and explain to you the meaning of Independence. I will do my best, though it is something I, myself, have found somewhat elusive. We equate Independence with freedom and in our writings we often mention happiness. Our first experiences with this concept happen soon after birth, when we learn to walk and can escape; when we can talk and begin to say one of our first words: "No."

Going to school further defines Independence for us when we find ourselves in a new world, one uninhabited by our parents/guardians and they never really know what goes on in our lives, for a minimum of 13 years. Somewhere in adolescence we gain a major freedom with the Independence of the Holy Driver's License and life takes on a new meaning. As we grow older, however, we find ourselves less Independent, chained to bank accounts; student loans; marriages that are sometimes not what we imagined; children who must mature and discover their own Independence; retirement funds that occasionally disappear, creating even less Independence. 

You will find, my dear visitors that many things prohibit Independence: being a child; being a woman; being of a particular shade of skin; speaking certain languages; wearing certain clothing and headdresses; having different levels of speech and physical abilities and sometimes a combination of these things.

We do encourage the Expression of Independence but we do ask that it is not done too loudly, or with too much color, that in many places it must fit in with customs and cultural senses. 

We celebrate a political Independence today in the place you have arrived. It involves blowing things up to light up the skies and makes noise to frighten animals, babies and causes many species, such as our birds, the beings who can fly, to leave their homes permanently, therefore giving them an Independence of a different kind. 

Thank you for listening to my humble speech, I hope I have made some sense to you and welcome. 

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Prose Challenge of the Week #29: Write a piece of micropoetry consisting entirely of onomatopoeia/alliteration on humanity or inhumanity. 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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Syrian Suffering

Boats bob on the brutal ocean.

Death's dauntingly damning notion

Cruelly casts fatal conclusions.

Media mentions minus much emotion

The passing of those for whom living was an illusion. 

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Prose Challenge of the Week #28: Write an acrostic using the word “Prose.” 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 Acrostic

Poets, writers and lyricists are ultimately

Responsible for everything magical, historical and imagined that

Occurs in and out of the world and common

Sense tells us that words are not only

Essential, without them we would be nothing.