A trip to the fridge

It had been quite a long time

since I’d had food

so I went to the fridge

to see what was in there.

There were eight eggs,

some old rice

and new fruit…

some soy sauce and spice.

Not quite what I want

to taste at this time.

One door up,

the cold food North,

I found the right treat —

Got me a scoop

of mint choc chip ice-cream.

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Thank you to Christian Bök & the #PoetryInVoice newsletter for this prompt!

Write a short story (no more than 200 words) about any event of your choice, but do so, using only words of one syllable (none of which can exceed 5 letters in length) — perhaps something like this excerpt from Robinson Crusoe by Mary Godolphin:

"When we had set sail but a few days, a squall of wind came on, and on the fifth night we sprang a leak. All hands were sent to the pumps, but we felt the ship groan in all her planks, and her beams quake from stem to stern; so that it was soon quite clear there was no hope for her, and that all we could do was to save our lives."

Notice that I really tripped up there because I couldn’t say freezer, which had more than one syllable. That definitely made it a lot more fun to write.

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Lucy (@ramyeonjpg) is a budding poet who jots down all the wildest pieces of her life into poetry form. By day, she's a graduate student. By night, she crochets an unreasonable number of scrunchies to de-stress. As someone who never runs out of ideas, she aids other writers who run into writer's block with weekly poetry (or writing!) prompts. Feel free to join in here!

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