This underwear isn't mine. And is this
a woman's driver's license?? Wait--
I recognize her. Oh God.
The news said she was found
dead, stabbed. My world spins.
How-- then a noise:
steps outside.
He's home.
Run!
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Oh wow a fab story in such a short poem ♦️♦️♦️♦️ I subscribed to you please add me I don’t wan5 to miss any follow ups on this 💙♦️
Whoa! Run indeed! Well done and perfectly crafted.
Yikes! There was so much story in so few words. This was excellent.
Deja vu? ;)
Yikes, shocking! This is really original - what a reason to break up!