These sentences often pop up into my mind randomly when I’m playing the piano or taking the train or when I’m about to doze off or [insert more random situations]. These sentences are special in a way that they are annoying in a way that they are meaningful and interesting but cannot actually be spun into a tale of some sort that retains its favour. I shall keep them as stock sentences for the future.
1. She has the figure of an apple core– of someone wasteful who only bites down round the middle.
2. A peal of laughter came to her throat, lightly singing– the taste of bile with nuances of last night’s supper where they officially parted– slowly waiting for it to spill.
3. Cry is synonymous with cry– a plea from inside. (Cry- tears. Cry- for help.)