I was minding my own business, scattering my mind through clicks through the internet when I found a cento-writing contest. Based on the context of what I was looking at, I knew it would be a poem. Because I’m trying not to forget that once I wrote every single day, I decided to consider the challenge, thinking that a cento was some form poem like a cinquain or a sestina. Turns out that it is a poem that is composed entirely out of other lines of poetry. So I gave it a shot. Check out my poem here. Maybe you’ll write one too.