Microdosing Fiction - 80mg of Compost
Write 80 words based on the word: Compost
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Our prompt for today is COMPOST
Write a story in 80 words!
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Jenny wiped the sweat off her brow, leaving a streak of mud on her face. The straw hat did a little to shield her from the sun.
The old crone from next door was judging her garden over the fence. Again. She forced a smile and waved. “Hey, Karen!”
Karen’s nose wrinkled. “Those tomatoes are growing too fast.”
“I told you. It’s the compost.”
“Yeah? What ’bout it?”
Jenny stomped a severed pinkie into the dirt. “That’s a secret, Karen. A secret.”
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Grandma Rose left behind only one thing: her compost bin. It stank, it was full of worms, and nobody wanted it. But as they sorted through it, they found notes. "Add bitterness" and "sweeten sadness," a "pinch of forgetting". Her garden diary was not about flowers, but about dealing with life. It spoke of love, loss, and acceptance. The compost had been her life, distilled.
The secrets of compost
aren't known from coast to coast
What magic turns kitchen scraps
Into soul enriched like a cap
I love to see It make black dirt
And make plants grow for all their worth
No meat should go in the mix
Fingers, ears and noses are nixed
City folks don't understand
compost does not come in a can
It's a glorious concoction
Of decay and destruction
Nature's gift not made in a dash
Follows the law of ashes to ash
If man and earth were in harmony
Instead of seeking money 💰