Friday, April 7, 2023


That secondhand jasmine
you claim
is cool to breathe
ignites my coughs & gags
& makes me sneeze.

[Author's note: I actually love incense! ]


For today's prompt, write a poem that smells. Or at least, write a poem that involves the act of smelling or a scent of some sort. Could be the sweetness of honeysuckle, or the very unique smell of a portable toilet at an outdoor festival in the middle of summer. Something nostalgic, or something triggering. Let your nose guide you.

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