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?