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.

I've included a lot of poetry and songwriting as well, especially recently. I hope you enjoy it all.

visage (her face) |ii|

i don't sleep anymore
i just lie on the floor
hopin' god don't ignore
all my beggin' for her

 "please don't let me forget her face
    please god, please let it stay
       cause i would die if slipped away"

 die right here on the bedroom floor

 "please don't let me forget her face"

 this has gotta be somethin' real to me
cause i ain't cried in so long
no i ain't cried in so long
i don't sleep anymore
with all my beggin' on repeat

 "please don't let me forget her face
  please don't let me forget her face
  please don't let me forget her face
  please don't let me forget her face
  please don't let me forget her face
  please don't let me forget her face
  please don't let me forget her face"

 cause i would die if it slipped away

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