| Monthly Writing Prompt |
For this month's writing prompt write a scene using the following sentence to start;
The streets were deserted. Where was everyone? Where had they all gone?
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| Monthly Spotlight | This month's poetic spotlight goes to Oskar for his piece:
Recollection
Hidden memories, a picture or a phrase floats up from the depth of my consciousness, before I can grab a pen they sink back; how much I seek I shall never find, what it was A pre- birth memory before words and meaning was invented glued to the soft membrane of the unborn, trying to articulate the unspoken.
Veiled memories must be sensed if I want know anything about a world beyond the world that cannot be understood by logic.
I must feel the forgotten, see the beauty of a rose hidden in the woods where only the bravest dare tread.
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