​Try writing a poem using the rhyme scheme and meter of Langston Hughes's "Harlem"

This prompt is based on a suggestion from Simone Beaubien:

Sometimes a relationship just isn't meant to be. But sometimes a relationship ends because we just don't yet have the technology to save it. Write about how a previous relationship could have been saved if only it had happened after a certain technological advancement. Maybe if you had a cell phone instead of a pager in the 80s, you could have called your partner and explained that the reason your car is parked out in front of your ex's is not because you were cheating but because that psycho shot your tires as you were innocently driving by on the way to your ill grandmother's house. Or maybe if you have a crowbar with you at the time, you could have beat that horrible Robin kid to death before he had a chance to alert your lover, Batman, about how you really make enough money to be in Bruce Wayne's tax bracket. Or, you know, a teleporter could have helped with that long distance AOL relationship in 1996.

For me, I could have used one of the devices pictured below. Sure, they existed, but I didn't have one in my home. I wish I had.

Sometimes in order to get over a habit that is bad for your health, you have to get on a habit that is utterly neutral. Maybe you can redirect the energy you were giving to cigarette smoking to binge-watching the Wire or you can spend all the money you were using to destroy your liver with alcohol to torture your ears with One Direction music. But, you know, sometimes even your best distraction intentions don't work out. Whatever your vice or solution, this week's prompt is to talk about how you fell off the wagon and into the bandwagon.

Your favorite restaurant is so lonely. You love it, in a totally platonic way, but you can't realistically spend all your time there. Write a personal ad for your restaurant to attract new customers who can offer it the kind of love that you can't currently commit to.