six word story no. 189

She trailed petals in her wake.

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six word story no. 185

Spoken each night by lovers unaware. *

*excerpted from California poet laureate Dana Gioia’s poem, “The Lunatic, The Lover, and The Poet”

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six word story no. 184


They were positively ripe for Sangria.

 

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six word story no. 182

The watchers made enormous clandestine bets.

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six word story no. 179

There would be no more do-overs.

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six word story no. 171

She owned DeMille at a glance.

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six word story no. 167

Nobody said anything. . .oh, wait.

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