Six Word Theater
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Inspired by the challenge Hemingway undertook to tell a story
in six words("For Sale: baby shoes. Never worn.”), I attempt
to polish my skills by telling a six-word story or phrase each
Wednesday.
I encourage you to feel free
to "continue the story" or start your own.
Today's entry:
New York:
Eight million, all alone.
-Adam Barnick
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
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One such: Dorine Newhouse - speed dater
building off the previous two...
every five minutes
another
near miss
chinese takeout:
dorine
peruses old photos
this april -
david dead two years
time flies--
not when
you're grieving
In 2007, 494 of them - murdered.
Historic landmarks demolished daily. Replacement? Starbucks.
Schlep at bar: offers awkward smile.
"I understand, Bill. Perhaps next time."
Thousands pass by, noone notices her.
"Dorine was here," scrawled on Bridge.
Her soul's a city, Population: One
Soothing footsteps from the nameless above.
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