• Remember_the_tooth@lemmy.world
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    9 days ago

    On a tangent, here I go:

    Wedding dress delivered. Groom never returned.

    He called once. Then silence forever.

    Letters unopened. He died that week.

    Dog waited. Door never opened again.

    She smiled. Then the monitors flatlined.

    Mirror smiled after I walked away.

    Closet door open. I never moved.

    Funeral today. I’m still breathing, barely.

    Grave dug early. They knew already.

    My reflection blinked. I did not.

    Two hearts: One stayed, one wandered.

    Her perfume lingered years after goodbye.

    Lottery won. Lost the ticket. Typical.

    Ghosted her. Married her later. Oops.

    Bought a treadmill. Great clothes rack.

    Sold soul. Gave refund. Customer dissatisfied.

    Baby monitor crackled. Crib was empty.

    He knocked. She’d buried him yesterday.

    The photograph moved slightly overnight. Again.

    Door locked. Knob still turned slowly.

    She smiled. Her eyes stayed still.

    Found diary. Last entry dated tomorrow.

    Wedding called off. Groom found headless.

    Funeral roses wilted before they arrived.

    Swings creaked. Children gone years ago.

    Widow slept. Husband’s ring felt warm.

    Coffin opened. No one inside, again.

    Did the doll wink at me?

    Mother hummed lullabies to the ashes.

    Eyes in mirror weren’t my color.

    House sighed. Walls remembered the screaming.

    Child drew me perfectly…before meeting.

    Therapist wrote “delusional.” Then vanished, too.

    The dog one is the saddest.

    Can’t beat Hemingway at his game.

    Writing short stories is very hard.

  • Rayquetzalcoatl@lemmy.world
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    9 days ago

    I feel like that’s a question, and not a story. A six word story could be more like: “Gun-handed Dracula shot Van Helsing dead” or, if you count hyphenated words as two words, you could do: “Gun-handed Dracula shot Van Helsing”

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    Eternal life suckling from the creature.

    Forced alone. Ejected from the creature.

    Dim lights. Gentle embrace. The creature.

    I wiped. Then noticed the creature.

    The creature filed taxes. Again. Incorrectly.

    I brought chips. So did the creature.

    We hugged. The creature erect. Alarming.

    The creature moaned. My kneecaps buckled.

  • Remember_the_tooth@lemmy.world
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    9 days ago

    A misatribution of Hemingway leading all the way back to Babylon is one hell of a rabbit hole. I love the Fediverse for this.

    Replied at wrong level.

    • Tanis Nikana@lemmy.world
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      I don’t think it is, I think it’s just simple art.

      It’s consistent, the shirt collars remain the same from panel to panel, the beers are all drawn the same way, and the shape of Ernest’s beard doesn’t change either.