It was in the heat of the harmattan.
She was lying in her bathroom floor,
In the afternoon, just when it was hottest.
Only a few days after she had found her husband in arms of another,
Desperately trying to milk her for himself.
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 4, 2019
Bloody rose
[6 min read]
It was in the heat of the harmattan.
She was lying in her bathroom floor,
In the afternoon, just when it was hottest.
Only a few days after she had found her husband in arms of another,
Desperately trying to milk her for himself.
It was in the heat of the harmattan.
She was lying in her bathroom floor,
In the afternoon, just when it was hottest.
Only a few days after she had found her husband in arms of another,
Desperately trying to milk her for himself.
Saturday, January 19, 2019
300 WRITING COMPETITION WINNER - FIRST EDITION
[5 min read]
FORBIDDEN LOVE
By Amanda Benson
Dreams come true, but so do nightmares.
Bearing the burden of a perfect memory,
Once again she is confronted by her past and her fears.
She could have vowed it wouldn't be possible,
Not in a million years,
For the man whose seed she was formed with,
Broke her maidenhead and left her in tears.
FORBIDDEN LOVE
By Amanda Benson
Dreams come true, but so do nightmares.
Bearing the burden of a perfect memory,
Once again she is confronted by her past and her fears.
She could have vowed it wouldn't be possible,
Not in a million years,
For the man whose seed she was formed with,
Broke her maidenhead and left her in tears.
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