Six Word Theater
Inspired by the challenge Hemingway undertook to tell a story
in six words("For Sale: baby shoes. Never worn.”), we attempt
to polish our skills by telling a six-word story or phrase each Wednesday.
If you feel the sentence isn’t final and may lead somewhere,
you are encouraged to follow it up or continue where I "left off"
with your own six words in the comments section.
If someone else has commented, try to continue from their end point.
Today's story:
Lived, loved, created; then woke up.
-Adam Barnick
Swinging feet.
ReplyDeleteNote: "Sorry Peter".
Shit.
Drugs?
ReplyDeleteno, took none.
jesus.
yep.
Ducking shooting daggers. The Casket lowers.
ReplyDeleteHate work: I haven't truly awoke.
ReplyDeleteAwoke.
ReplyDeleteRemembered.
Scrubbed hands
till
raw.
3:49am
ReplyDeletesilence.
flickers of light.
suspicion
the grief tourist
ReplyDeletelovers kissing...
gunshots -
son of sam
the grief tourist says...
ReplyDeletecause of death: a broken heart
the grief tourist says...
ReplyDeletevirgin birth
carpenter, prophet
martyr's death
the grief tourist says...
ReplyDeletehit the lottery,
gambled...
broke again
the grief tourist says...
ReplyDeleteghetto kid,
a thug's life...
executed
the grief tourist says...
ReplyDeleteborn crying
lived laughing
died smiling
the grief tourist says...
ReplyDeleteyou're not thinking -
you're
being thought
the grief tourist says...
ReplyDeletegot drafted,
fought
came home
overdosed
the grief tourist says...
ReplyDeletecatholic life...
baptism
matrimony
last rites
This is great info to know.
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