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The Last Straw

Break Up Nonet Challenge #2

By Hope MartinPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
The Last Straw
Photo by Evgeny Karchevsky on Unsplash

I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you.

You said you quit your job again?

I'm pregnant, and you walked out?

I found your stash of booze.

You suck at sneaking.

Your whore called too.

Don't come back.

Useless.

Drunk.

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About the Creator

Hope Martin

Find my fantasy book "Memoirs of the In-Between" on Amazon in paperback, eBook, and hardback, in the Apple Store, or on the Campfire Reading app.

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I am a mother, a homesteader, and an abuse survivor.

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  • ThatWriterWoman2 years ago

    I agree with Gabriel - raw and gritty! Nicely done!

  • Happy to read your poem.

  • He's such a cheating ass loser! Loved your poem!

  • Gabriel Huizenga2 years ago

    Such a powerfully raw, gritty, heart-wrenching piece here. Thank you for sharing this profound piece!

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