Salt (an acrostic poem)

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Spice up your bland world

Allow each day to be tasty

Leave yourself sated with what you experienced

Then dream about the flavor of tomorrow

The Spice of Life (a 100 word story)

When Glenda put the curse on Bill he just laughed it off.  He was doomed to not be able to taste salt, ever.  He could put the whole shaker right on his tongue, but nothing would happen.

Bill thought this was the lamest curse, but over time he found himself eating less and less.  He didn’t bother going out to dinner anymore.  There was never any joy in food.  Other tastes faded into monotony.

His life devolved into the blandness he experienced eating.  He went to ask forgiveness, but Glenda passed away weeks before.

All he could say was, “Blah.”

 

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Margarita (a 100 word story)

Martha smiled as she sipped her margarita.  It had just the right amount of sweet and tangy, and the brim had the perfect amount of salt.  This all-inclusive resort was amazing.

She looked around the rest of the pool bar area, taking in all the couples slowly drinking their way till dinner and she wondered maybe this wasn’t the place for her.

She then had another margarita and decided it didn’t really matter.  Her drink could be her plus one.  And if this relationship didn’t last, well there was always the next one.

Luckily the pool caught her all tears.

 

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