My Boyfriend Disappeared One Night

“I’m just going out to get juice,” he said

Martina Petkova

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Photo by Jon Eric Marababol on Unsplash

It was a happy afternoon. He cooked, we shared stories and jokes, we listened to music. By habit and by nature, he ended up with food for more than two people. Instead of shrugging it away with “All the better, we’ll have leftovers,” we called up some friends and invited them over for dinner.

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Martina Petkova

In my Medium writing, I explore the human psyche, our many contradictions, mental health, & the signs and causes of abuse. I also write about racism.