This weekend we are giving you three variations on a prompt. We need you to give us 33 words back, and 2 of those words must be either “cheap flights,” “sandwiched in” or “spectacularly clean.” This weekend, your piece must also be non-fiction (poetry or prose). And yes, we reserve the right to call your mothers and former lovers to ask for verification on your tales.
Disaster at the Farmer’s Market
Twas my kin
Quite sandwiched in
‘twixt turnips and potatoes
Still alive, he had survived
The horrible tornadoes
I said to Jim (I called him Jim)
“ Hope you remembered to get tomatoes.”
This is a true story with the exception of the tornado (it was actually a light breeze from the air-conditioning vent), and we were at Safeway instead of the Farmer’s Market. But my son, Jim, did remember to get tomatoes . . . except they were potatoes.
Until next time . . . I love you