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All My Flowers Die

A breakup poem

By Gina C.Published 2 years ago β€’ Updated 2 years ago β€’ 1 min read
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I adored discourse, you loathed verbose.

I craved wild, lilac empires,

you dreamt of white, picket homes.

I cared for dragon fruit, you:

🍐pared-down tastes & tones.

All my flowers die

(when you mute)

purple

prose.

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-Gina C. πŸ§šβ€β™€οΈβœ¨

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Author's Note: I know that 🍐 is spelled "pear", but that was a play on words. I apologize if I'm being Captainess Obvious here. 🫣

"Purple Prose" is also known as flowery writing. This poem was inspired by some recent research I've been doing on Purple Prose vs. Pared-Down Prose. Here is an article I really enjoyed:

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About the Creator

Gina C.

Novelist | Architect of Worlds

Sowing stories rooted in culture, myth, & love.

Busy writing my fantasy books! πŸšπŸ§šβ€β™€οΈπŸ‰βœ¨

🌱Debuting soon as Gina C. Vittoria :)

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    Written by Gina C.