[<] [>]  by Kirsten Ireland [@]

12 November 2009

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Drabble Challenge #31

Prompt: good-bye

I searched for soil. I needed it. The porcelain was shining, the towels were fresh, and the tile spot free. I needed dirt, evidence somewhere that you hadnít really scrubbed your entire day away in anticipation of my arrival. I needed proof that I didnít hold that kind of hope for you.

It was a kiss, not a promise. I slipped. I slid into a life that should not have wanted me, but didÖyou do. Iím not who you think. Iím not the warm body missing from your bed. Iím not the one meant for the clean towel tomorrow.




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