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All the jars
Are full of herbs
From the stars
Landing in the burbs
Coming from Mars
Performing verbs
Delivered in cars
To the curbs
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Author's Note: This was originally written for the first round the 2024 NYC Midnight 100-word Microfiction Challenge, but has been revised into a longer microfiction. My assignment included the following: Genre - Horror, Action - Signing a guestbook, Word - trail
By D.K. Shepard4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (6)
I am patiently awaiting my jars of herbs on my curb. Ha ha . So cute.
Oooo, this was like a fever dream and I loved it so much!
urban intergalactic witchcraft.
Genius 🌟💖👀😁📝💯🎉😉
Nicely done ❤️
Whew that rhyming pattern let’s go 🙌