The Haberdashery of Six Word Stories

-slash-statements. Stories of six words in length and six words only: Following on from entering a competition through Fleeting magazine's website, I thought I would try and keep writing six word stories in a, no doubt, vain attempt to try and get close to Ernest Hemingway's original, for Sale: baby shoes, never worn and the winning entry, No taxidermist loved his daughter more (by Ami Hendrickson)

Friday, 31 January 2020

#545

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Macabre to the bone. Rotten through.
Monday, 27 January 2020

#544

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Parvenu seems like a mean word.
Sunday, 19 January 2020

#543

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The last tontine murders went unsuspected.
Friday, 3 January 2020

#542

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The entire foible within me; lethal.
Wednesday, 4 December 2019

#541

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Good people's work is never done.
Monday, 4 November 2019

#540

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Coffee and tea pull my strings.
Wednesday, 30 October 2019

#539

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He fell to his permanent respite.
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