he comes home in
the evening and
doesn’t
even greet his wife
she seems used to it
just like her husband’s used to
finding nothing to
eat anywhere in
the house
He’s tired and
feels like the whole world
had bullied him for
the past twelve hours
but complaining is
not on the menu
it never was
only a bottle of
wine
his wife brings it
opens it
pours
two glasses
and they start drinking
«Hello dear,» he says after
the first sip
and leans in for a kiss
she reciprocates
and life
can finally begin
or continue

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