Opening Lines: Clowns!

by Julie, surviving a wintry mix in Somerville

I am a fan of public art, and love when it surprises me. In the Downtown Crossing area of Boston, there is a new exhibition of public art that has Bostonians talking. (Here’s an article. It’s a very interesting and fun exhibition.) My friend Dawn M. Simmons posted pictures and agreed to let me use one of them for this “opening lines” prompt. This piece is called “End Game” and is by Max Streicher. The heads are resting in an alley between two buildings. They are very large. I suspect the subject will foster some wonderful opening lines.

“End Game” by Max Streicher. Photo by Dawn M. Simmons

Barb: “Heads will roll!” Dan cried.

Sherry: I told my Aunt Bess and Uncle Bill to quit clowning around but they never listened.

Edith/Maddie: Max didn’t listen when I told him if he enlarged his head one more time, it would stick. At least he and Dawn were together when it happened, but they’ll never recover. This is the end of them.

Julie: Coulrophobia wasn’t funny. Ben’s fear of clowns had held him back from parties and circuses his entire life. Clowns as big as a building would probably kill him. At least I hoped so.

Readers, share your opening lines with us!