In response to Lynn’s challenge to answer Love Nudges. Today’s prompt is Loathing
The rule:
Your writing can take any form – poem (tanka, haiku, ode, blank verse, limeric – whatever you fancy, knock your poetic socks off): prose (up to three sentences), song lyric, ditty, advertising blurb … Really, whatever you fancy as long as it’s short-ish.
She held the small doll in her hands, squeezing it as if it were the object of her hatred: how could he do this to her, to them? Sure she was no longer young or beautiful but was it reason enough to cheat on her, to leave her and the kids for a Barbie doll? She planted the pin where the doll’s heart should have been hoping against all reason that maybe voodoo would hurt him as much as he’d hurt her.
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She turned one last time towards him, a satisfied smile drawing upon her lips. She’d made her decision and taken her destiny in her own hands. She’d spend the rest of her life in jail for killing him, but at least she was free of his lies and cheating.
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Whoa! Her hurt is so powerfully felt. You never know what someone is capable of until you choose to cut them to the heart – then who knows what can happen?
Two fine contributions, thank you.
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Somewhere, somewhen I played with that idea for Lucifer… Should go back to that. Thank you 🙏🏻
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It’s very raw and painful – great stuff
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