These are the rules. Write a story.
- Seven sentences of seven words.
- Each sentence begins with the successive word of the first sentence.
Broccoli and My Feelings for You: A Breakup Story
“I don’t think I want broccoli tonight.”
“Don’t starting making demands—you’re not deserving.”
Think first, he mused, and then speak.
“I am tired of you saying I’m unworthy–”
“Want to argue this now?” she responded.
“–Broccoli is a metaphor for our relationship.”
Tonight, he thought, this thing finally ends.
How can you stay active in the world, try and fight the good fight, and still leave the news out of it?
But then you seen in the paper that a man went into a burning building 5 times to save people, but only came out 4. Or that the activist daughter of Eric Garner (strangled to death by the NYPD, officers acquitted) has died at age 27, subsequent to complications from an asthma attack.
The murderers of 4 in Troy, NY were found, but the police still can’t bring themselves to say how they were killed, due to the brutality.
I need a break.
The muse, not the news.
I remember the day my clock radio went off, and instead of hearing Brahms, the local NPR (I was in Madison, WI) at the time, had switched to an all-talk format.
I’m going back to music on the box.