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  • Writer's pictureJafei Pollitt

Day # 57: A Curse Word! (Sorry Mom)

This form is the Nonet and its made up of nine lines starting with nine syllables and working its way down to one. I did a similar one to this earlier in the challenge, but it was a shorter form.

Just Keep Fucking Living

Keep running down the vacant street drunk Hair loose, eyes squeezed against the moon Kiss your hands with glossy lips Battered feet sting from rocks Rattle doors laughing Pull up the grass Give bursts to bliss

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