Lucy Baby X
X.
I wasn’t expecting to see him.
Not here.
Definitely.
Isn’t that why
I ran away?
Heyyy.
The way he slurred his words
Like he was always drunk
Or something.
I used to love that,
How he pooled everything
Into this one word
That would never make any sense.
Imissedyoubaby.
That jacket.
Black leather
With the green cloth
That he had me sew
On the inside.
The rips in his pants.
I have to go.
Comeonbaby.
Youknowyoumissedme!
Walking and walking
And never stopping
And never turning
And never running.
Just walking.
Baby!
And then
He was behind me.
His heavy boots
And his voice in my ear.
He looked at me,
And I faced him.
I’m not your baby.
He saw it then.
That swell.
The bump under my shirt.
He reached out,
Brushed his hand over it,
And I pushed him away.
You...
It’s...
That’s right.
It’s your baby.
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