Autobiographical Musings

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
It's description of marital discord.

Submitted: March 11, 2016

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It’s been years since I have had poetry in bed. We have become emotionally, mentally and physically separate though we are not legally divorced. Then I met a married woman going for a pilgrimage to honor a saint. She is married and in need of money. For 100$, she will offer me the nectar of the bed. She gave me her phone number and told me to book a decent hotel and call her. Days have gone by. Months have passed. Ironic fate has not enabled me to materialize 100 bucks. I am screwed up for 100 chips. What a screw I’m having.


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