Previously, I mentioned a discussion about community and whom I write for (spoiler, is the Ugly Mug audience) and asked if you write for anyone. If you do, replace them with puppets (or Muppets—I don’t discriminate). I want serious poetry to move them like the hand inside them. Be that hand.

Bonus prompt: write a persona poem from the hand. 

If you are stuck, here is your target audience. Rhyming is not required though.

And if you are too serious a poet for my silliness, here is Claire Pollard’s poem “Pinocchios” that would break the center of a stone.  

A pic will be added once I find my daughter’s puppets in her room....