M’s writing prompts for March came with the following instructions:
“…set your timer for ten minutes and begin writing about one of the prompts listed below. Don’t worry about spelling, punctuation, neatness, or anything like that; just write!”
Let us see what whimsical nonsense I can whip up in ten minutes…
Ruby red she swirls and spins
And craves a life he cannot give
And laughter peaks and frantic dips
Entranced by eyes and heart and hips
Each day and night he toils and strains
To please her hunger as it grows
Voraciaous she devours it all
And never sated death does call
Worth more in the ground than with beating heart
with greed consumed she seeks to feast
And so she schemes and plots and plans
His life to take with blood soiled hands
And with widows sorrow she does weep
as slowly lowered into the ground
and ruby red heart swirls and leaps
all that was his now hers to keep

Anxious for a sequel to this one …
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Glad I didn’t marry her, what a b**ch!
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Wait until u find out what he did !
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