The following are from a prompt inspired by the poem “In the Desert,” by Stephen Crane, where we described what our hearts might taste like:

D-Unit

Have you ever taken a bite of something new, something you normally wouldn't go for? But you take a piece anyways, then you nibble to find out that it tastes different. It has a distinct taste that you want more of to find out what flavor it is. In the end, you're left with wanting more. But it's rare. Delicious and rare. My heart

                                                                                                                         -S.L.

I don't know what my heart tastes like because I'm too distracted to taste it

My heart: strives for success and happiness. Unfortunately it's been neglected and damaged for several years due to avoidance; carelessness. Now it tastes like it's ripe because it knows what it wants. Once I get the professional help I need It'll become full of love and sweetness.

                                                                                                                          -N.A

My Heart

My heart has a hard side and a soft side.

The hard side is as cold as ice. It has to numb all feelings to show no weakness or remorse

My soft side is warm and sweet like Bubblicious gum.

It is compassionate towards family and friends. I love to love this side of my heart

It is full of loving memories and new things to come

                                                                                                                           -A.C.

My Heart

My heart, well I can't tell you what it tastes like cuz I don't got a heart. I gave it away to the one I love. I hope she cares for it and loves it cuz without my heart I can't live. It's all I have and it's her I wanted to have it.

                                                                                                                             -I.L.

My heart is like cotton candy

Been through a lot of different places, stomped on and bit on lot's of freakin' times

Landed in different hands, gave them full trust, only to be surprised by abandonment and full of lies!

You see, my heart is tender and sweet

full of stories to be told

I was on the road to love & happiness

But somehow ended up on the road to loneliness

Now loneliness fills my heart with passion that burns

Can somebody please tell me why the road turns?

                                                                                                                             -M.S

H-Unit

 Lonely in chaos

I taste my heart

It is sweet right from the start

There is a tough part

Chewy, slimy afraid & confused

There are so many feelings I'm amused

A new beginning I'm starting to make

My life feels so fake

God, it's yours to take

I'm too tired. I need a break.

                                       -S.A.

It tastes... my heart of darkness

kids' salty tears on Mommy's return home.

Flavored hot-pink lipstick

but please don't be fooled

I'm not alone

My heart has been chewed apart

with tastes of poison and vinegar

washed with bleach and carefully

put back together

With my kids and sweet candy

                                     -D.G.

Smell is as good as taste

As you inhale it could be fake

The sweetness tends to resonate

But take a gander closer

You'll soon find

My heart is one

That few ever get to try

Smooth and sick

Beyond the coarse layer

Bittersweet and sour

The protective boundary

My delicate truth

My privileged center

My own decadence

My taste is that of pain and hurt

Sorrow and love

It is my own.

And to most, it goes unknown

                                       -Eyez