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Man, Will Smith was right, parents just don't understand. But grandparents do, right? So write a poem where your grandmother explains the person you've become to your mother.
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When the sun
kissed the blades of grass to signal the arrival of promise I roused my carcass from the overstarched sheets and stretched toward the furthest planet in a distant solar system The slick tundra of the kitchen was a trudge The switch that shed artificial light into my chamber of solitude eluded my exhausted arms Once the switch was Columbused I wriggled my fingers until the branches of my arms were properly bloomed for the task of whisking my canines into a fine polish. What a longwinded way to say "I got up this morning and brushed my teeth", right? This week overwrite a thoroughly mundane activity in the most "poetic" wasy possible, if the word "poetic" was slang for "exhausting".  What are you passionate about? Not poetry, ugh. Do you collect Golden Girls VHS tapes? The jerseys of disgraced football players? Have you seen every episode of every season of Survivor? You love your passion, clearly, that's part of the definition of passion. But what if...What if your passion doesn't love you back?
Write a letter in the voice of your favorite movie, sport, pasttime, Magic The Gathering deck explaining why you are unworthy of their love. Poem are often a journey strting from an unexpected place, and bringing you to an even less expected destination. With that in mind, start a poem from the lines "It was a beautiful day and nothing was wrong"
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