Challenge
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
Summer 2016, Otherwise Known as the Summer I Killed My Golden Sage
Crying, unearth your herb dreams.
This is not the transfiguration you prayed for.
Laying basil bones to rest,
realize you must be shit out of luck
when your sage dies.