Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #47: Write the ugliest micropoem that you can regurgitate. 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.
Monsters.
Monsters don’t reside in the dark;
Real monsters live in the light in plain sight.
There’s one now.
His name’s Dave,
He’s my neighbor.
No one knows he murdered me.