Friday, 10 July 2009

Whatever love is

Nora lived lets pretend: marriage, love,

Saturday night sex, all for show. A sham

that kept neighbours and family happy. Ah,

bless look at the newlyweds they said,

except he liked men and she turned a blind

It was easier to play couples then ask

whose rules, whose lies.

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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.