Tonight's Poet Corner: Cole Slaw
Cole Slaw by Belinda Roddie Cole Slaw ate coleclaw as an act of poetic nuance, then realized that the cabbage had gone bad, so he stayed all day in bed with his sick knees pressed against his sick chest.
Updated from 2011-2021 with original writing and musings. Entries included "Ten Word Tales" (Every day), "Poet Corner" (Every weeknight), "Freeform Fridays" (Every Friday), and "Storyteller" (Every Saturday).