I haven’t written anything in over a year. The last year has just rushed by, filled with work and worry. I don’t know if I can come back regularly again, I’d love to though. But now writing feels like pulling teeth. I wonder if I can get the routine back…
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All by myself
“Use your feminine wiles,” Mum always said. “You can tame any man.”
I always thought that was an insult of men’s intelligence. And who wants to be with a man who lets himself be manipulated? Not I.
Then I met him.
Should’ve listened to Mum. Maybe I’d have had less broken bones.
“Garden needs digging you lazy cow,” he said and threw the spade at me.
Buried the spade in his head instead. Soil’ll clean the blood off when I dig the grave.
No one’s gonna miss him. We’ve got no friends, no family.
I’ll be all by myself. Good!