this dunce packs a punch
so mind your manners and your critique
a haiku is not a limerick
she scoffed and called me twit
so nonchalant and complete
she declared her status elite
then silly me, I bloodied her lip
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High Rise, Deep Impact
I have witnessed a death that I relive every time I step into an elevator. Although it no longer affects me as deeply—given that it's been 11 years since the incident—it remains a heart- rending memory from my first and last day as a paramedic. My initial call to the scene involved a man who seemed to have fallen down the elevator shaft of a high-rise building. Alternatively, it might have been that the elevator moved upwards while he was working on it. Different scenarios were being considered when I arrived.
By Penelope Henaina day ago in Writers
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Haha literal slam poetry, a fun take on the challenge!