| Humor Fan Fiction posted March 29, 2019 |
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Spousal quirks
Married To A Poet
by Rachelle Allen
tonight
in the emptiness
that has become
our life,
I slip away
to ease my
disillusionment
"Good grief," Christie says with a sigh. She crumples his note. "Why can't he just write 'Honey - you forgot to buy milk again. I'm at the store.' - like all the other husbands around here."
tonight
in the emptiness
that has become
our life,
I slip away
to ease my
disillusionment
"Good grief," Christie says with a sigh. She crumples his note. "Why can't he just write 'Honey - you forgot to buy milk again. I'm at the store.' - like all the other husbands around here."
in the emptiness
that has become
our life,
I slip away
to ease my
disillusionment
"Good grief," Christie says with a sigh. She crumples his note. "Why can't he just write 'Honey - you forgot to buy milk again. I'm at the store.' - like all the other husbands around here."
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