Page-a-Day WC - 168 words
This is my attempt at a tweet story. I don't know. Does it make sense to you?
Footsteps paced outside her room. “Who’s there?” The air grew cold. She pulled the sheets over her head. “Why did you abandon her?” he said.
Singing in Dark Times—a Manual for Encoding Dissent - First published in The Maynard Talk in whispers But make them so low-pitched That no one can hear Them. Not even the person You whisper to. Clever one-line...
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