Category: SSS
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27 March: Part 2 – The Measure of Her
Previous instalments of this story: Part 1: The Pull Back Part 2: The Measure of Her Part 2: The Gatekeeper’s Response Part 3: The Colour of Walls Part 4: Tectonic Shifts Part 5: Out of the Frying Pan Part 6: How to Break Eggs Part 7: A Moon River Part 8: Starlight Shines on the Roof Part 9: Before When Part: 9.1 Flower Power At the Intersection of…
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18 March: Part 1 – The Pull Back
Previous instalments of this story: Part 1: The Pull Back Part 2: The Measure of Her Part 2: The Gatekeeper’s Response Part 3: The Colour of Walls Part 4: Tectonic Shifts Part 5: Out of the Frying Pan Part 6: How to Break Eggs Part 7: A Moon River Part 8: Starlight Shines on the Roof Part 9: Before When Part: 9.1 Flower Power At the Intersection of…
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13 March: A Long Ache
You threw the red rubber ring from your hand, and said “On five,” and you counted 1, 2, 3 and then dived in the water to retrieve it … I was still waiting for 4 and 5. You said you won; “Male ingenuity,” so I grabbed the ring and said “On three,” threw it and…
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7 March: for Six Sentence Story #2
Anaesthetic Always Wears Off “Look over at the door. Do you feel this?” asked the ophthalmologist, and since I thought shaking my head as a negative response was the right thing to do, rather than speaking (no, I have no clever explanation for that) … the long needle positioned down my tear duct slipped and…
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5 March: for Six Sentence Story
Sitting on a Bench Dedicated to Those Who Felt the Need to Jump There’s something about the beauty of this place, Beachy Head, that draws people in and magnifies that terrifying first rush of one more morning … one part not wanting to be in pain, one part beyond numb, one part wishing for another…
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29 February: for SSS “Nail”
9 Those numbers that perch on fences,at front doors, the number of planets, number combinationson telephone lines like worry beads. They gather in groups of leaves,in Navaratnas, in enneagrams, in graveyards, they call outtheir name in the peal of church bells. They jab at our dreams,in the circles of hell, the muses, at flocks of…
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21 February: 6SS Passing
What happens When You Fall Asleep to Music My head is filledwith the long stretched stringsof a hundred violins. And one cello whose cry hangslike a suspended thunder storm. This percussionwill beat down the Gates of Troy. Clashing, those triple brass cymbals.Those spears of flames, fierce as joy. Out of Homer, these soundspass through me…
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14 February: for 6SS
Tides Her eyeshave more and moreof the past in them.Shadowsthat cover the cold oceanwith healing indifference. She wants totake to the shifting windsand lift anchor, be washed outon a tide. Washed outacross the sandbanksin a small boat with a taut sail. It’s a picture an innocent heart might draw. And there she wouldfind herself, and…
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8 February: Not Forever but Something Still
This week’s Six Sentence Story (SSS), which calls for 6 sentences including the word game, is written in a poetic form called a Cadralor. It’s a poem of 5, unrelated, numbered stanzaic images, each of which can stand alone as a poem (in this case prose) of fewer than 10 lines, and optionally constrains all…
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24 January: Six Sentence Sunday
Diffused ‘The light is a different colour here…’ she says as if speaking to herself. She’s standing on a balcony that’s just large enough for two pairs of feet, two chairs and an iron café table that’s slowly corroding in the Côte d’Azur air. They’re sharing the view from their hotel room, sharing a bit…
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