Edward O’Dwyer ~ Hurt

My husband came clean about having slept with another woman. He described her as a masochist, whatever that is. He said he was not giving up on our marriage, however.

“I just need more from you,” he said. “I really do think we have a future still.”

“What do you need from me?” I asked. Despite the pain, I loved him and would do anything to make it work.

“It’s the sex,” he said. “It’s just a bit safe, a bit boring. If it could be less safe and boring, I know we can make it work.”

I couldn’t believe he could be so cruel, so hurtful. I lost control, anger taking me over, and ran at him, kicking him in the balls and dropping him heavily to the floor. Immediately I regretted it, felt awful for it. “I’m sorry,” I blurted out. “I don’t know what came over me.”

“No,” he said, writhing around, holding himself, “don’t be sorry. That’s exactly what I’m talking about. That feels amazing. I need more of that.”


Edward O’Dwyer, from Limerick, Ireland, is a poet and fiction writer published in journals and anthologies throughout the world. He has two collections of poetry published by Salmon Poetry – The Rain on Cruise’s Street (2014) and Bad News, Good News, Bad News (2017). He has also edited two anthologies of poetry for Revival Press – Sextet (2010) and Sextet 2 (2016). He has been nominated for Pushcart, Forward and Best of the Web Prizes.

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