Verity Spott. Poet. 'He'd make a big show of sticking the two torn halves in his wallet. When we buried him, Frank and I tossed the last two halves he gave us into his grave. Here ' 'Between the two torn halves of my soul are cities and climates' 'Place those two torn halves of the map together again and you are re-enacting the history of the Silurian to Devonian periods' 'The two torn halves promise but never deliver full restitution'
Saturday 24 December 2022
Writing Prompt #2
At the Creative Writing degree a constant mantra is "show, don't tell". Nobody likes a grass. But showing is also a form of snitching. Tell me about it.
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