Poetry

The Need

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Dirty surface below their feet.

She takes out the vacuum and starts her

routine. Rolling up the carpet, she finds a key.

A plastic card, room four twenty three. ‘He said

it was over, that there was only me.’ He said

what she wanted, a need to believe.


Photo by Louis Blythe


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12 comments on “The Need

  1. Harsh. I would have pulled a “Bobbit” on his A_ _ . LOL!

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  2. wonderfully said

    Liked by 3 people

  3. Sometimes, the truth is what it is, despite what we want to believe…

    Liked by 1 person

  4. so much for the gig economy

    Like

  5. How can this be fixed?

    Liked by 1 person

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