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Chewers & Masticadores // Editora: Nolcha Fox

like it’s been painted a million
times, the room
seemed smaller
narrower
suffocating. The
window too small, the
door too sturdy,
ceiling too low
and the generator of
the illusion
stood across from her on the bed
He’s been around for a year
and six months
Result of her first
and surely last
non-aborted pregnancy
It was like all the rage and bitterness
of the previous three
remained in her womb as residue
and had seeped into this
fourth one
who would punish her for the rest of her
life
But of course this too
was just an illusion, it was only in her mind,
remnant of a failed
creative writing career…
Across from her on the bed
stood but a normal child
but gods, it was more than enough
for someone who wanted none
-BOGDAN DRAGOS
Bogdan Dragos supervises casinos for a gambling company, working twelve-hour…
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It’s a sad predicament. Your words bring out the agony and the hatred. No fault of the child’s. Yet it will suffer too.
Well written, Bogdan. 🙂
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(.づ◡﹏◡)づ. Thank you!
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Commitments that are force on to us either by others or by ourselves… Oh … that pain we inflict on ourselves… 😦
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ʕノ•ᴥ•ʔノ Indeed!
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How dark and real a read this was, Scribe.
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Many thanks for checking it out! (′ꈍωꈍ‵)
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Oh this is very sad
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(=っ◕ェ◕=)っ A lot of things related to family are.
And all things related to unfulfilled dreams are…
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It’s dark. I like it. I’m following your blog to find out more.
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(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ Thank you!
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