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dVerse — prosery — Love’s End

Fantasy Art Print - Heartache and Poetry #37 by Jaime Best
“Heartache and Poetry #37” by Jaime Best

I don’t know why I was surprised every time love started or ended.

My first – age eighteen and doe-eyed for Billy who lived one farm over. We planned marriage after graduation, but in the fall of our senior year, Fay took him from me.

Next – Mr. Murrow, boss at the department store when I was 19. He made it his mission to have me. I didn’t mind him taking those pictures – until he sold them to Hustler.

I met Johnny after moving to New York City at age 21. He cleaned tables at a diner near the bus terminal. Johnny rocked my world and we moved in together. Soon Johnny had me doing special favors with men to help us pay the rent.

They always cried as the knife touched their necks.

Their last words were always, “I still love you.”

[144 words]

Merril is today’s host for dVerse.  Merril says:
For today’s prompt, you must use the following line:
I don’t know why I was surprised every time love started or ended.”
You are allowed to change the punctuation in the given line. This line comes from Jane Hirshfield’s poem, “I wanted to be surprised.” You can read the full poem here.

57 thoughts on “dVerse — prosery — Love’s End

  1. 3 for 3, dark tomes all. They make mine seems tame and lame. Did you first three agree to write in colluded darkness, or was it just happenstance?

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  2. I’m enjoying the darkness this evening! Knives, blood and bodies in the cellar are right up my street. I don’t like the sound of Mr. Murrow and him selling ‘those pictures’ to Hustler, Jade. It sounds like they all deserved it.

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      1. As I was just telling Jane, I finally have a working computer, but my learning curve for new technology is steep. Daughters are trying to help via phone and email as we are all staying put for the moment. I’m going to try posting later tiday.

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    1. She was deceived as a teen by a cheater. She was trusting and deceived by a predator and a pimp. I don’t blame her, she was a victim of having admirable attributes that were exploited. Murder is fine in fiction, but there are never enough support services in place for the exploited to find safety. Education is the key to understanding the mechanics of sexual predators and other sexual exploiters.

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