Six Word Memoirs

April 15, 2016

Poetry is short, poetry is sweet.

Do you want fries with that?

Life is short. Don't waste it.

Light from a star shines brightly.

The semester weighs heavily, crushing me.

Receptionist: How can I help you?
Prostitute: How can I help you?
Psychologist: How can I help you?
Mercenary: How can I help you?