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so much

on January 10, 2026 January 10, 2026

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I am a broken person. I was a broken person when you met me, and you were broken, too. I suppose we justified ourselves by saying, we’re so much alike, we have so much in common, we enjoy each other’s company so much. It was only after the fact, once everything fell under the category of “too late” that we realized the weight of our choices, and how our baggage doesn’t jive like the rest of us. But we love each other so much.

Today’s poetry prompt words were: justified, after the fact, and weight.

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the low bar

on January 9, 2026 January 9, 2026

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I tried to hurry through
and write a tanka today,
but “temporary insanity”
is eight syllables long,
and I only had space for seven.

Some days, I don’t
set the bar very high
for this project.

Today’s poetry prompts were:hurry, temporary insanity, and the bar.

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half-full

on January 5, 2026 January 5, 2026

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Start my day half-full,
kindly want to take a nap;
Where is that loophole?

Today’s poetry prompt words were: half-full, kindly, and loophole.

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a ton

on January 4, 2026 January 4, 2026

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If love were on sale
I’d buy a whole ton of it.
Don’t be offended.

Today’s poetry prompt words were: love, on sale, and offended.

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making the grade

on January 3, 2026 January 3, 2026

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The frequency
with which you hurt me
surprises me still.

I really put up
with all that
for so long?

I have a
dilemma of self,
because now,
who am I
without you?

I’m the girl
that keeps going,
nose to grindstone,
making the grade,
getting her heart broken
every single day.

Today’s poetry prompt words were: frequency, dilemma, and making the grade.

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taken flight

on January 2, 2026 January 2, 2026

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The fight’s gone out of me, taken flight.
You’re here but not here, you’re there and gone.
I’m left empty, and why not? I deserve it.

Today’s poetry prompt words were: empty, flight, and why not?

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last

on December 29, 2025 December 29, 2025

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I really thought we would last this time, last like the smooth rocks in rivers we’ve camped by, last like they have for ages, just letting the water pass around them. We’re more like cats in traffic, terrified and dodging anything that moves, because any movement is a terror. Any pulling or putting away. This is a terror, every moment. I know nothing is as scary as waiting for you to leave. I don’t want you to go, but you won’t choose me, so you can’t stay. You’ll go like you came, and maybe we’ll end like we began, first … Read the rest