Fed Up
It was the last time he would hit me. I told him as much. I had taken his punches and endured his bruises for decades. I was through telling myself that this was what I deserved. He left in a huff for work this morning. That’s when I started making my plan to put an end to his ongoing abuse. He always expected his dinner ready and warm after work. Tonight, I didn’t disappoint him. Even put a little something extra in his portion.
He said it was good
He faded with every bite
Those pills were perfect
Just Outside
Footprints left outside
She doesn’t believe in ghosts
But the door’s ajar
Late Night Swim
Deep in the water, I decided to open my eyes. They always told me that these waters were enchanted. I was hoping to catch a glimpse of a mermaid or a siren, but instead, some kind of monster started chasing me. I had a moment to take a breath from the surface when my foot caught on it. It was either this deep-water thing or the current pulling me down. I struggled and splashed until I realized I was wasting my breath, being pulled down.
Nothing enchanted
No, not that kind of magic
More like angler fish
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