Again

by J.L. Seegars

Our love—our history, our future, and even this impossible present where she won’t acknowledge that she’s mine— lives in a place where time doesn’t exist. A boundless space where the brand she left on my heart has never faded. A ceaseless oasis that will continue to be even when this world is gone and our bodies are nothing but dust floating in the cosmos.

All marriages, including the ones that end in the divorce, start the same way, with vows and rings and promises you have every intention to keep. Sometimes it doesn’t work out, but it never stops anyone from doing it.

I’m not afraid of hard work. Not if it gets me you.

“Just shut up and fuck me.”

“So fucking strong and beautiful. You’re a warrior, Mina. And I’m sorry I was too busy trying to save you from the hardships of battle to appreciate how determined you were to win the war.”

“And now?” “Now?” “What do you want?” “You, baby.” I lean into her palm, relishing her touch. “Always you.”

“Do you really not know or are you just scared to say it out loud?”

I doubt they’ll let us stay if I pull your dick out and make you my appetizer.”

How it looks like she’s tearing herself apart for the sake of others. For the people who want to pass through her. For the plants that want to thrive inside her.”