The ending was unexpected yet it happens daily. My mom left when I was 9. I’ve lived this poem, it speaks for me and many others.

Sneaking in a surprise ending can be hard, especially in a short short short story where the eye can take it all in at once. Sometimes I cover up the story with my hand or scroll it down so I don’t take it in all at once. Great job.

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Here’s the link, 32: http://ficly.com/stories/35012

Ms. LaFey, I’m not much of a poet. But, have you ever considered spacing it out, for better readability? You know, grouping the thoughts.

She left
without a reason

If she cared so much
why is she gone

There was no note
on the kitchen table
chronicling her temporary adventure
for it wasn’t temporary

There was no
when or where
or why

Broken promises
broken hearts

But the woman we called mom
is never coming back

(just an idea)

Terrible truths here. You just want her to come home and make everything all right.