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Poem: Stay for Breakfast
They met, quite by chance, over breakfast – A buffet: fruit, pastries and such. Their hands landed on the same apple; Both started at each other’s touch. ‘I’m sorry,’ they said, and retreated. ‘After you.’ ‘No, go on – after you.’ So they both reached again, and they giggled; He knew then what he had…
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Carol Carman’s Writing Club Prompt: B is for Breakfast
There’s a breakfast table. Now, there are so many options for you here: Who’s at the table? Is it you – and by you, I mean your character. Doesn’t have to be you personally – you can be anybody you want in creative writing. So, who’s at the table – if anybody? If there’s a…