Mating Ritual

Full of empty promises to another, you pursue me though I resist.  You insist your behavior is normal, common.  You cannot stop your internal drive.  You cannot control your compulsions.  It is your nature.  It is who you are.  Unable to flee any longer, I surrender to your forced copulation.

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6 comments
  1. TheOthers1 said:

    Full of empty promises to another, you pursue me though I resist… I’m pretty sure I’ve been a situation similar to this before. One hopes that it was at least enjoyable for her. Nice. 🙂

  2. crubin said:

    How anyone can end a passage of less than 50 words with a dramatic bang is beyond me, yet you do it repeatedly. I hope you are putting all of these wonderful pieces together in a book. Or calendar. One Postcard Fiction passage per day. I know I’d buy it. 🙂

    Great piece!

    • Janet said:

      Thanks Carrie. To be honest I was thinking about a chap book but I find your idea of a calendar very interesting. Mind if I use it?

      • crubin said:

        Please do! I am already thinking of all of the people I could gift it to. And I say that in all sincerity. 🙂

  3. Your postcard fiction is uncanny. The body language in the photo combined with your words is priceless.

    • Janet said:

      Thanks Linda, I have to say I did feel a bit bad about writing such a dark piece about two cute ducks.

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