3 years in 3 lines.

A prompt from my writing pal challenged me to condense the last three years of life into three short lines via a haiku format. The process was a mess of second-guessing, over-analyzing, and counting syllables on fingers.

Meanwhile, they got to air what they define as their most ridiculous pet peeves in response to the prompt I assigned them this week. Give it a read and perhaps indulge in your own list for kicks.

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3 years 3 lines

Unraveling still

Strings undoing to become

Younger as age sews