The prompt over at Sunday Scribblings is “Confess.”
“Anything to confess?”
Yes. This piece is a reworking of my first-ever try at a Fiction in 58, which I wrote in 2007.
The Lies of Lovers
A quilt spread in soft grass gone golden. Two young lovers.
A blade of grass in his mouth.
She chews gum, spearmint.
“In the war, I did grisly things. Shot a family’s pigs, just to hear them squeal.”
“In Prague, I’m Lady Tatyana, Dominatrix. For serious cash, I dispense spankings, humiliation.”
“I love you.”
“Warts and all?”
“Definitely.”
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9 comments:
Quite the confessional. A nice gritty feel to it.
Definitely has appeal.
Your words draw a very vivid picture:)
Have a very nice day!
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If this was video, you could see my grin! Lady Tatyana scares me a bit :)
liberated lovers!
this is the kind of openness that i like!
oh i love it!!!! are there guys like that???
Nice one Thom. I like how they both are nervously chewing as they confess to one another. It adds to the tension.
Haaa, yes, if he likes grisly things, warts are definitely for him. And ditto Michael’s appreciation of the chewing.
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