- Innocent flower, yet so many deaths.
- "Throw them overboard." "But... your son!"
- Footsteps stopped outside the door. Shit.
- Red hair flowed, flames in wind.
- Heavy coat... something in my pocket...
- Brilliant blue eyes. My heart stops.
- My love, Death, comes for me.
- A button marked "Self-Destruct". Too obvious.
- Across the beadspread, so many photographs.
- Can't tell him... he'll kill me.
- I cough. Meaning I'm still alive.
- My hat walks into the bar.
- The grey rabbit is following me.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Six-Word Stories
Again, something from ProjectSidewalk.
Labels:
composition,
projectsidewalk,
six-word stories
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