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https://peakd.com/hive-161155/@daily.prompt/2-april-2025-mariannewests-freewrite-writing-prompt-day-2694-he-coerced-me
He coerced me. He coerced me. What does coerce mean, exactly? To get someone to do something, pressure them into it, convince them by unsavory means, those are the things I think of. I reread something I wrote when I was about 21, I mentioned something about seeming most like myself in my writing, or something along those lines. Or maybe it was something about being funnier when I write. I don't remember exactly. And just a bit earlier this evening, I had one of those thoughts I have sometimes, a thought that makes me chuckle but really feels like it wouldn't sound funny out loud. It was something to do with the songs we were learning in choir. The first one is a poem, well, they're both poems, set to music. The first poem was written in honor of the poet's baby, who had died of SIDS. Beautiful poem about a god or Death or something that controls people living and dying and maybe has the power to watch over the dead. And then the next one is about things people have in common and how we measure the moments of our lives. And I don't remember exactly what this was in response to, but when we were learning the second one, the one about time and whatnot, I thought, "Well, it's not a dead baby poem!" and I chuckled. In my head. And I thought about being the kind of person who could say out loud the things I say in my head and actually get a laugh out of others, or maybe just get a laugh out of the people watching the sitcom of my life, 'cause everyone loves a droll April type character.
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