"Tell me the truth," she said. "And we could work through it."
"You sure you wanna hear the—"
"Now!" she said, slapping her thighs.
"I cheated on you," I said.
"Get your shit and get the fuck out."
"But...but you told me we could work through anything!"
"I lied," she said as she threw my clothes on the lawn.
I'll never tell the truth again—to anyone.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Lonely Position of Neutral
PoesíaBen's throat cancer has returned. Living a lonely life, he found a woman he loves but finds out she's been unfaithful. Ben starts to think the lonely position of neutral isn't that bad. He writes poems and dialogue narratives. Will Ben survive cance...
