In some towns, things are busy and one may still hold anonymity. In others, its astounding the things one towns person knows about the other one. Of course the comradery developed through the unnatural closeness
s9v
This is a strange town even the historic district is boarded up, The place seems hard to access but the giant cacti mesmerize you and the sun beats down.
Robin
Our Town. A play. Thinking about the wrongs and the rights that you have done in your lofe. Would you go back and try and fix things?
Community. Working together. Having a common goal and getting there. Small town. I would love to live in a small town. With barbeques and church meetings. Ice cream socials. Friday night football.
trish
This is the same word from yesterday. It kind of makes me think nothing will ever change. I’ll constantly be in this cycle that I’m in. The one where I only want the unattainable, and those unattainable that want me, I don’t want. Even though I know I should. Because they’re wonderful and sweet and funny. I should love them. But I only want the people that I know I can’t have. So I end up hurt over something I knew would never happen in the first place, and I hurt other people because I’m too busy reaching and trying for that thing that won’t work to notice them reaching and trying for me. And it’s so screwed up, but I do it anyway, and I don’t know why.
The town was full of villagers and mud. Trees piled atop hills rich with green grass and lush flowers. The clock tower strikes 3 and the old maid across the pond lets her chickens out of the coop while I lay by the stream and read a book, my father in the cellar working.
you live here and you say that you might never leave because of the orange sunsets and the icicles that are in great danger of stabbing you. this is home. there is no other place where you can melt iced ginger on your tongue or hug your mother like she is a big snow man. this is where you will stay your whole life.
Ylan
I was born in one of these. too small to be worth anything too big to be ignored. in longing limbo wanting to be more but never being able to grow into something worthwhile. people come here to die. the people that are born soon flee. if they have the sense.
Pete
I live in a small town. everyone knows everyone. I hate it. Theres no mystery. Theres no exitement. If you don’t fit in your are alone. IF you have any kind of thing that makes you different, you are by yourself.
Ellie
My town is beautiful. With gardens and lots of shops. I grew up here and will love to keep growing old here. My home. My town. People here are nice. We have cute little streets and good restaurants too.
GG
Tommy
Osbourne
Wanted
News
about last night’s meeting at the square. He wondered if they were changing the town into a city?”
I do not like towns. I think they are too crowded and do not give space to think. Maybe that is way my thoughts are blocked right now, because I am in a town and everything around me is getting my attention leaving me with an almost blank page. I should get out of town and rewrite this work or whatever this is.
Tairis Rodriguez
There’s a small town called show low and it’s an a amazing little town that you will love and hope to come anytime of the day like sports and clubs! Show Low is a very fun place for sites and anything you want to do!!!!!
A town is a small area of land. It’s kind of like a village. not very many people live in it . there is usually only one store, one bar you know the usuals. there is also a movie theater and there is also one really rich person who owns just about everything in that town.
Once there was a town and the people there were extremely nice. All they did was eat cereal. Cereal for every meal. They bathed in milk. They liked cats and liked to have parties. They have their annual cereal party this week.
we live in a town that has no malls and its not that fun of a town pheonix is very fun. But the fun thing about it is about that theirs clubs and sports.
apple walks around town thinking shes the ripest apple in the bunch. and what i have to say about that is heck no..she is the only apple i know that likes to eat alot of poo on the weekend and thats that.
I was born in a town called Hastings, not far from a village called Freeport where I now call home. Towns are too big I prefer the village. Wait I’m a city boy, I love the city. Towns are smaller than cities.
Chad
It isn’t quite mine anymore… Wandering around. Lonely… Yet completely whole. Completely full… Something like a ghost town… complete with the fear of becoming one of the roaming souls… lost in the mixture… we forget how to live, so we wander around…forever trying…convincing ourselves that this is exactly where we should be… exactly where we want to… exactly where everything is supposed to rest.
i live in a town. I would love to live more in the country side of town!
Mickey
downdown chicago is waht I think about. or the song “uptown girl” ; or I think about how great my own town of Oak Park Illinois is . I think of a tower too, i dont know why. what is the difference between a town and a city? One time I was on the phone at work talking to a customer and I asked what city they lived in to verify their authenticity and she gave me the name of the wrong city. I asked if she had any connection to the city that was documented and she said, “oh yea, that is where I live, I thought you wanted to know the nearest city i lived by.” WHat?????
Emily
The little place I called home referred to itself as a city. I never thought of it that way. It was always a town. A place where neighbors knew each other and looked out for one another. A place to be rid of in youth and a place to mine memories in wiser days.
Brilliant little tommy down by the farm didn’t understand the churper churper of the town folk. ‘Aye’, he’s shout.
Chris
town, city, village
where is the difference?
they’re all places to live
and life, life is suffering
all places are suffering
and people? they are suffering most of all
They wore turtle necks and cargo pants in the middle of an Ohio-summer, toes clinched around the thong of camouflage flip-flops. On Wednesdays, laundry waits on the floors at the foot of beds and a half-eaten Snicker’s bar lies discontent by a record no-one’s ever heard (elsewhere). They’re all great friends because, quite frankly, there’s no one else there and no one else to say no to the townies.
as a child, i grew up in a small town. it was not exactly my home town as i came to know about it later, but just where i was born. my family had moved from my ancestral hometown to a different country.
ravi
Home town Ellk City Oklahoma. Natural gas, Oil Elk. I miss the small western Oklahoma Prayerie (spelling?). 50 years away and the image and feelings have not diminished. Yearn to return. Unfortunately will not on a permanent basis. On the last legs but will take the memory with me.
Robert Douglas
I like my town. It has a lot of good, down to earth people living here. Our town has lots of history associated with it. Everyone is fighting to keep our town alive. A college has been created with the hope that out-of-town students moving here will bring new life to downtown.
Kathy Plogger
I live in a small town, its a very nice town to live in.
A town is where is a place where people live and have there own school.
In some towns, things are busy and one may still hold anonymity. In others, its astounding the things one towns person knows about the other one. Of course the comradery developed through the unnatural closeness
This is a strange town even the historic district is boarded up, The place seems hard to access but the giant cacti mesmerize you and the sun beats down.
Our Town. A play. Thinking about the wrongs and the rights that you have done in your lofe. Would you go back and try and fix things?
Community. Working together. Having a common goal and getting there. Small town. I would love to live in a small town. With barbeques and church meetings. Ice cream socials. Friday night football.
This is the same word from yesterday. It kind of makes me think nothing will ever change. I’ll constantly be in this cycle that I’m in. The one where I only want the unattainable, and those unattainable that want me, I don’t want. Even though I know I should. Because they’re wonderful and sweet and funny. I should love them. But I only want the people that I know I can’t have. So I end up hurt over something I knew would never happen in the first place, and I hurt other people because I’m too busy reaching and trying for that thing that won’t work to notice them reaching and trying for me. And it’s so screwed up, but I do it anyway, and I don’t know why.
I live in a small mountain town. In the Cumberlands, it is always snowing (it seems), as the elevation here is higher then most areas.
Light
The town was full of villagers and mud. Trees piled atop hills rich with green grass and lush flowers. The clock tower strikes 3 and the old maid across the pond lets her chickens out of the coop while I lay by the stream and read a book, my father in the cellar working.
you live here and you say that you might never leave because of the orange sunsets and the icicles that are in great danger of stabbing you. this is home. there is no other place where you can melt iced ginger on your tongue or hug your mother like she is a big snow man. this is where you will stay your whole life.
I was born in one of these. too small to be worth anything too big to be ignored. in longing limbo wanting to be more but never being able to grow into something worthwhile. people come here to die. the people that are born soon flee. if they have the sense.
I live in a small town. everyone knows everyone. I hate it. Theres no mystery. Theres no exitement. If you don’t fit in your are alone. IF you have any kind of thing that makes you different, you are by yourself.
My town is beautiful. With gardens and lots of shops. I grew up here and will love to keep growing old here. My home. My town. People here are nice. We have cute little streets and good restaurants too.
Tommy
Osbourne
Wanted
News
about last night’s meeting at the square. He wondered if they were changing the town into a city?”
I do not like towns. I think they are too crowded and do not give space to think. Maybe that is way my thoughts are blocked right now, because I am in a town and everything around me is getting my attention leaving me with an almost blank page. I should get out of town and rewrite this work or whatever this is.
There’s a small town called show low and it’s an a amazing little town that you will love and hope to come anytime of the day like sports and clubs! Show Low is a very fun place for sites and anything you want to do!!!!!
walk on the town
A town is a small area of land. It’s kind of like a village. not very many people live in it . there is usually only one store, one bar you know the usuals. there is also a movie theater and there is also one really rich person who owns just about everything in that town.
Once there was a town and the people there were extremely nice. All they did was eat cereal. Cereal for every meal. They bathed in milk. They liked cats and liked to have parties. They have their annual cereal party this week.
towns are small cities that arent that populated.
we live in a town that has no malls and its not that fun of a town pheonix is very fun. But the fun thing about it is about that theirs clubs and sports.
in my town there was a monkey that took my friends money and food and the banana and the ice creem ad my money and this makes no sense.
town sucks life in a town not so good like show low towns suck
apple walks around town thinking shes the ripest apple in the bunch. and what i have to say about that is heck no..she is the only apple i know that likes to eat alot of poo on the weekend and thats that.
a town is a place to be for shoping and having fun
I had to go into town to go to the store to get party suplys for my party.
I was born in a town called Hastings, not far from a village called Freeport where I now call home. Towns are too big I prefer the village. Wait I’m a city boy, I love the city. Towns are smaller than cities.
It isn’t quite mine anymore… Wandering around. Lonely… Yet completely whole. Completely full… Something like a ghost town… complete with the fear of becoming one of the roaming souls… lost in the mixture… we forget how to live, so we wander around…forever trying…convincing ourselves that this is exactly where we should be… exactly where we want to… exactly where everything is supposed to rest.
i live in a town. I would love to live more in the country side of town!
downdown chicago is waht I think about. or the song “uptown girl” ; or I think about how great my own town of Oak Park Illinois is . I think of a tower too, i dont know why. what is the difference between a town and a city? One time I was on the phone at work talking to a customer and I asked what city they lived in to verify their authenticity and she gave me the name of the wrong city. I asked if she had any connection to the city that was documented and she said, “oh yea, that is where I live, I thought you wanted to know the nearest city i lived by.” WHat?????
The little place I called home referred to itself as a city. I never thought of it that way. It was always a town. A place where neighbors knew each other and looked out for one another. A place to be rid of in youth and a place to mine memories in wiser days.
Oi oi cavalier, who’s yer father?
Brilliant little tommy down by the farm didn’t understand the churper churper of the town folk. ‘Aye’, he’s shout.
town, city, village
where is the difference?
they’re all places to live
and life, life is suffering
all places are suffering
and people? they are suffering most of all
They wore turtle necks and cargo pants in the middle of an Ohio-summer, toes clinched around the thong of camouflage flip-flops. On Wednesdays, laundry waits on the floors at the foot of beds and a half-eaten Snicker’s bar lies discontent by a record no-one’s ever heard (elsewhere). They’re all great friends because, quite frankly, there’s no one else there and no one else to say no to the townies.
as a child, i grew up in a small town. it was not exactly my home town as i came to know about it later, but just where i was born. my family had moved from my ancestral hometown to a different country.
Home town Ellk City Oklahoma. Natural gas, Oil Elk. I miss the small western Oklahoma Prayerie (spelling?). 50 years away and the image and feelings have not diminished. Yearn to return. Unfortunately will not on a permanent basis. On the last legs but will take the memory with me.
I like my town. It has a lot of good, down to earth people living here. Our town has lots of history associated with it. Everyone is fighting to keep our town alive. A college has been created with the hope that out-of-town students moving here will bring new life to downtown.
I live in a small town, its a very nice town to live in.
I live in a town. Towns are usually small and nice. The town I lived in before I moved here was very very small. I didn’t like it very much.
The town went looking for the wear wolf , but they didn’t find it.
I live in a ghetto town and this town is called Show Low