Every week, the AWM is excited to bring you stories written by our visitors in our Story of the Day exhibit. Check back weekly for new stories, and visit the Museum to try out our typewriters and possibly be featured here!
Due to the rebellious uprising yesterday, the Empire reminds you of the true power of the Force. It is not to be underestimated…
To cheat death is the power only one has achieved…
Things I loved are turning grey,
with potted tendrils growing thin.
A worn windowsill in partial sun
now a necropolis of blossoms
upon how life must bring death
and death births new life,
a story that I tell myself
instead of accepting that I have killed,
and it is my fault alone for
what depended on me.
— Ginger Simons
Agents of the Empire are not required to wear their regulation black uniform, as has been previously noted red and gold are acceptable based on your station. Remember your place:
How long does it take for dreams to start feeling like memories?
After thinking of death for so long it no longer feels like a diary entry, but instead a picture tucked in the back of a photo album locked away in a storage container hundreds of miles away. See, death sat next to me on the bus into town one morning in the shape of an ex-lover. No black cloak or skeleton corpse. That cool August morning, death had decided to wear red lipstick and a yellow dress that blended in with the sunrise. She danced around the aisles with an empty cup of coffee and a piece of cinnamon gum wedged between her teeth talking about capitalism and a shop downtown with amazing poppy seed bagels.