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#sixwordstory. I used this hashtag to create this story. It was actually an assignment for class where we had to experiment. Each sentence here is six..
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Her grandmother’s
recipe for krempita was unparalleled. The cream was gooey and luscious, velvety
and fluffy. It was incredibly sweet fro..
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I
found grace in his eyes
While
all of Judah won love
From
him. Myths and lullabies
Will
tumble from heaven above
To
bless our childr..
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Heat
rises from the ground
The
air sticks in my mouth
Even
the grass drips beads of sweat
Everything
fades away
Searching
for somewhe..
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She
limps through the gas station and shutters beside the air pump,
Wheezing
like an emphysemic old woman who can’t give up her smokes.
..
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A
shallow hole by the side of some road
Wet,
running, loose mud spread across
Heavy
rain is washing it away
And
I can see your gray hand,..
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Winnie wanted to
take me out to some sweaty, drunk pit that played house music no one had ever
heard of. She said it didn’t matter if you..
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Visions
and daydreams of places
Which
don’t exist, or maybe they
Do,
but I can’t touch them. They’re
Far,
far away ..
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The
tree in front of my house drips leaves
So
red they’re almost purple, hanging
Low
like they’re filled with the juice of a rip..
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Blue
and gray, gray and blue
The
colors change as I watch the waves
Going
out and coming in and going out again
Where
are you?
..
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