Rat-Ass and The Nutcracker #amwriting #3LineTales

three line tales week 103: a sanitation van in front of pink graffiti

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What We Lose #amwriting

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“If art, all art, is concerned with truth, then a society in denial will not find much use for it.”     

Jeanette Winterson

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Time Bends Your Knees

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Week 67 of Three Line Tales


Time Bends Your Knees

The adulating screams died as he collapsed on the stage, his hand covering his eyes, and began to sing “Tears in Heaven,” a lone acoustic guitar accompanying.

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Fish Out Of Water

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Three Line Tales, Week 65

Fish Out Of Water

The instant the caught fish is removed from water, he begins to drown.

Here in urban sprawl without the mountains, I begin to suffocate.

You take my hand, tell me to breathe, and I believed I could do anything for you.

 

end 4/26/2017

S. Darlington

Vegans Are From…Venus?

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Three Line Tales, Week 60

Vegans Are From…Venus?

 

Even though she was wearing her Vegans Are Magical t-shirt, the first date was charmed until he led her to the restaurant with its electric sign: Quality Meats.

She pointed to her shirt.

“I thought that meant, like, you were from another planet,” he said.

 

end 3/25/2017

S. Darlington

French Connection

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Three Line Tales, Week 56


French Connection

 

In the only picture we have of her, Great Uncle Bob’s French wife, Camille, leans against a rusted Chevy pick-up, her eyes staring into the distance, her lips pursed, seeming far away and unhappy.

“A traitor,” Aunt Daphne said flicking her finger at the photo. “She consorted with the damn Germans and betrayed her townspeople.”

At seven, the words “consort” and “betray” were as foreign to me as the distaste in her mouth, so I said the only thing I could relate to: “My best friend, Kira, is damn German and she talks funny but her mommy bakes nice cookies.”

end 2/25/2017 (100 words)

S. Darlington