Write a story

the birds on the telephone line have heard me talking
the birds on the power line have felt me typing
one bird two bird
the wind that bristles the oily feathers
the light off the moon through the black air
have all heard me

I can't remember what I've said
I've said so much

but the crows
I hear
don't forget a thing.

6:10

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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