You drank a little too much green beer on St. Patrick’s Day and can’t remember the night. A friend calls to check up on you and fills you in on what happened—and why she has your pants.
(From Writer’s Digest –www.writersdigest.com)
I’m so working on this prompt when I get home…
Published by Icess Fernandez Rojas
Icess is a writer, professor, and blogger. She is a graduate of Goddard College's MFA program. Her work has been published in Rabble Lit, Minerva Rising Literary Journal, and the Feminine Collective's anthology Notes from Humanity. Her nonfiction has appeared in Dear Hope, NBCNews.com, HuffPost and the Guardian. She is a recipient of the Owl of Minerva Award, a VONA/Voices of Our Nation Arts Foundation alum, and is also a Kimbilio Fellow. She's currently working on her first novel. View all posts by Icess Fernandez Rojas
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