This week the Trifecta Writing Challenge was to write about “love gone wrong” in exactly 33 of our own words. In addition, they asked us not to use any of the following words: love, sad, tears, wept, heart, or pain.
I struggled and struggled, but here’s what finally emerged:
It wasn’t her perfume on the bed,
Or lacy panties casually shed.
“Babe, give me another chance,” he pled.
Her silver knife plunged down instead.
“Too bad, this was your last,” she said.