Yeah, isn’t there a book of six-word memoirs, or biographies?
This kicks so much funny bone, by the way. I have the image of a man crouching and sweating, just stopped from a run and ready to run again, nervous and unable to stop peering around. Escaping.
very nice… worthy of being anthologized somewhere…
Yeah, isn’t there a book of six-word memoirs, or biographies?
This kicks so much funny bone, by the way. I have the image of a man crouching and sweating, just stopped from a run and ready to run again, nervous and unable to stop peering around. Escaping.
heterosexuality as dystopian pyscho-drama. Perhaps it always was. Perhaps it always was.
Declared independance. Was deceiving myself. Fini.
Surgery and kids and wives galore.
Six-Word Memoir:Solution
Kill yourself.Death is a door.