Write a story

the city was empty
winter empty, not
summer empty
snowstorm home-bound, not
bound for Myrtle Beach, or
flown to Florida or
wherever the hell
the neighbors went.
Christ, doesn't anyone stay
home anymore?
Sit on the deck in frayed nylon
beach chairs?
I can't even find them in
the stores anymore.
what happened?
where did everyone go?
it's the city...
it should
never
be
empty.

6:10
The city was empty.

Instructions

  1. When you click in the writing box, you get a prompt.
  2. Then you have six minutes to write a story.
  3. Go!

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