In everyone’s favorite creative writing workshop a few weeks ago, the one I feverishly plan on being on the eboard next semester for, one of four prompts was: Fiction- “I can’t support you anymore.”
While I did not write a piece of fiction, I did write a haiku. Disclaimer: it’s not based off someone I know, from as far as you can tell, at least.
I can’t support you
When you eat mango pulp from
Hefty, black trash bags
Please, spin me a tale of someone you can no longer support, and write, possibly in haiku form, why you can’t support them anymore.
Photo by: Watercolor Artist Susaleena, Susaleena.com. Her paintings are hyper-realistic and vibrant.