the short short story
Words have a certain beauty about them. It doesn't take a three-hundred page novel or sixty stanza poem to convey that beauty. Using no more than a paragraph, one can conjure the same power as a book, and require the reader to use just as much, if not more, imagination.
This is not a new literary genre but it is relatively unknown. Most of these are original short short stories. Those that are not are credited otherwise. When I think of new ones I write them.
This is not a new literary genre but it is relatively unknown. Most of these are original short short stories. Those that are not are credited otherwise. When I think of new ones I write them.
I've included a lot of poetry and songwriting as well, especially recently. I hope you enjoy it all.
Blindfolded, hand in hand, they faced the firing squad. "Do you have any last words?" Silently, slowly... they turned to each other, and kissed. And in that moment the entirety of their beings existed in that contact- all that was real, all that mattered. The vibrations of the guns rolled through their lips and was, almost, the last thing they knew.
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