Find yourself standing back and questioning your whole existence by Bogdan Dragos

The soul of a woman floating up from a broken piece of floor
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He liked her story

Her body not

that much, but that mattered

so little

in comparison with

her story

She told him that

it was a teenage pregnancy

that pushed her

into prostitution. Definitely

not an uncommon

case.

She had to quit school

because

her parents would

no longer pay for

tuition. They disowned

her and kicked

her out. She gave birth

in a bathroom stall,

her first intention being

to kill the baby

“But, you know,” she’d said,

“it’s true what

they say about

motherly instinct. You get

it the moment you

hold your child in your

hands. All those people who

get on your nerves

urging you to

have kids

because you’ll love them

after you have them

do make sense now. There

is a grain

of truth there. I

couldn’t do it anymore.

I wanted to chop the thing

to pieces small enough

to be flushed down

the toilet.

But all I did in the

end was call for an

ambulance and

we were both taken to

the hospital. Call it magic,

call it what you

will, but I fell in love with that

child. It’s a boy.

Instantly, I pictured our

life together. It was

a kind of madness

of the moment, I don’t know

how to explain it. But I saw

all my world in

that child. I knew that he

would become my

everything.

I would need no family,

not even lovers in my life. He

would replace all of that.

So I was quite

happy for some days. But you

know, as time

went on, I… kinda came back

to my senses.

It’s kinda like when you

masturbate to some

nasty porn and

then

find yourself standing back

and questioning your

whole existence.

Reality hit me

hard back then

and now… Well, I do visit

my kid in the

foster home. I do check out

on him. I… I also save

money…”

It was a good

story

He asked her

the child’s name

and hers

before he strangled her

to death in the

back of the car

She definitely had

a better story

than the previous one

It excited him

And every time he returned

to the place he buried her

in a body bag

and dug her up

and made love to

her cold flesh

he relived the story. He fantasized

that he was her new

lover who

proposed to her

and took her out of prostitution

and together they

went to the

foster home

and took her child out

to live with them

It was a very

wholesome

fantasy

And tonight he would

have it

again

He bought condoms

from the gas station,

got into

his car

and started driving

towards

her again

excitement already

blooming in

his pants

-BOGDAN DRAGOS

Bogdan Dragos supervises casinos for a gambling company, working twelve-hour shifts locked in a dark office full of TV monitors. There he mostly daydreams and writes poems and stories. He also manages a poetry blog Daydreaming as a profession.

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26 Comments Add yours

    1. I understand you, friend. I too read something on the internet sometimes and wish that the Good Heavens would just start raining bleach, so I could look up and tread my eyes…
      ( •̩̩̩́ _ •̩̩̩̀)

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      1. I got half-way and my comment then would have been ‘good write’ but when I got to the bottom all I could think of was ‘good heavens’……

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        1. Good writes don’t come from the good heavens, unfortunately (or so I’ve heard…)
          (●__● )

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  1. sereichert says:

    Holy shit… fantastic and disturbing.

    Liked by 3 people

    1. (◍•ᴗ•◍) Big thanks for giving it a read, Sarah! Much appreciated 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Midian Poet says:

    ,,Hit the target, Mr.Poet,congratulations.” say shadow in the dark corner of room.
    😉

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Hahah, thanks! I’ll make a point to listen more to the shadows in the corners
      ◉‿◉

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  3. Shashi says:

    Dark dark and dark. Yet shows the dark underbelly of what we call life.
    Great creativity and expression.

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Thank you!
      When I read dark stories I understand why so many artists don’t want to leave the underground scene for the mainstream one…
      ( ⊙‿⊙)

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  4. Terveen Gill says:

    Bogdan’s writing is a curveball that misses the bat but strikes the psyche. This particular piece exhibits various shades of human behaviour while it steadily pulls the reader into a dark pit. Disturbing many would say, but then many wouldn’t even confront the demons in their own hearts. The ones that roam freely are the ones that got out.
    Congratulations Bogdan!

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    1. ( o˘◡˘o) Thank you, Terveen!

      Once again, a fantastic pick for the picture (and the tags) ⊂(◉‿◉)

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    1. I’m afraid so, Dawn… ●‿●

      Welp, this guy might not be the worst of my characters, but he’s, you know, definitely in the list :))

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  5. jonicaggiano says:

    Sorry Dragos for the late response I am on vacation. This is a very dark story but I got to tell you I love the way you never seem to know what is coming next for you, I sort of hold my breath. Also to write a story that is so short with so many wild arcs is amazing to me. I talk too much and write too much. You would have probably killed me too. The ending was such a surprise. This all seems so awful but life can be just as horrific. Jeffrey Dahmer, for example. There have been over 540 mass murders so far in the US this year according to the Gun Violence Archive. To fit the definition it has to be at least four deaths. So as sad as it is, we have to look at the reality which to me means your story fits. Another great piece my friend. Sending a big hug. Joni

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    1. ✲゚。.(✿╹◡╹)ノ☆.。₀:*゚✲゚*:₀。 Thank you, Joni!

      Much appreciated 🙂
      I hope you’re having a most wonderful vacation and come back with lots of cool stories to tell 🙂

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  6. Daily Poetry says:

    Gruesome, therefor I like it. And such stuff even happens in real life.

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Thanks! 🙂

      I just hope that fiction is inspired from real life in these cases and not the other way around…
      (‘ – ’* )

      Like

      1. Daily Poetry says:

        It’s not inspired by fiction. The people who do this are desperate or psychopathic. They didn’t need any books or movies or videogames to do this.

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  7. Harshi says:

    There is no limit to what we make ourselves believe! Mind is a liberator and the mind is a prison.

    So glad that your mind made you craft this tale in a poem, Bogdan. As for your protagonist? He sure has a cursed mind and really, the things he makes himself believe!

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    1. \(•ᴗ•)/ Yep, it’s all in the mind.
      Sometimes (a lot of times actually) the sick actions performed by my protagonists happen only in their twisted minds. But about this one… um, I’m not sure at all :)))

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  8. You work is always well-told and always disturbing…like a car crash,I can’t look away..I keep reading them…and commenting:)

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Really glad to hear that!

      (つ▀_▀)つ Thank you!

      Liked by 1 person

  9. My pleasure Bogdan:)

    Liked by 1 person

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