Short Story Poetry: Cold Cutter

A Trois-Par-Huit Poem

She never
Missed her mark, forever
A perfectionist, Kelis was pure

Fire and rage, and with a shotgun as her cure
For all the sticky situations she endured

Dark brown skin, thick and curly hair, stunner
She was a cold cutter
Smooth hunter

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**Trois-par-Huit: a poem containing three stanzas of 3, 3 and 2 lines OR 3, 2 and 3 lines: 8 lines total with a syllable count of 3, 6, 9, 12, 12, 9, 6, 3. The rhyming pattern is AAB BBC CC where the last line is the title of the poem and summarizes the meaning of the poem. These poems are to appear center aligned.**

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Short Story Wednesday: Dribble

Jehnina tipped her hat as she gazed past the portrait displaying an unflattering image of her face. Were her eyes really that sunken? Were her cheeks truly that pointy? If they’re gonna hunt her down to the edges of the earth, they could have at least gotten her picture right.

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