The Night Salsa Died (A Prose Poem) Comments
I knew there was trouble when she insisted that we go salsa dancing. Salsa? In Portland, Oregon? Me? Dance salsa? No! I quickly shouted. I don’t want to go.
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What a writer you are. What an uncomfortable experience it sounds like. Made it stand out all the more. I love reading your prose; I could read it all day.. Wonderful stuff. (smile)
Some experience, sonya.......; it flowed flawlessly till the last word.....
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8/21/2025 9:33:38 AM # 1.0.0
Ammmmmmmmazing poetic description! fine flow end to end! 10+