December 2011
6-word short stories
enchanting:
For sale: baby shoes, never worn. -Ernest Hemingway
Machine. Unexpectedly, I’d invented a time -Alan Moore
Lie detector eyeglasses perfected: Civilization collapses. -Richard Powers
The baby’s blood type? Human, mostly. -Orson Scott Card
Longed for him. Got him. Shit. -Margaret Atwood
Epitaph: Foolish humans, never escaped Earth. -Vernor Vinge
(via)
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narcosis:
you are swallowing all my stars
the moon will
( hang
herself)
when she sees what
you have done
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Dutch Still Lifes
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