21: Sweating foreheads, father's tears and baby's yellow skin in a corrugated oven
26: Gray clouds rattling holes in the concrete and the loose-lipped husband
fingers grazing the wife's wincing stomach and quickening pulse
Did your naïveté give you the gift of hope to save a life
and did five years of books jade your heart about losing one?
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prompt: "1. Easy Does It"
Write a short poem (less than 5 lines). Be sure to include at least two
strong images. Don’t over think it, just do it!
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