Earth To Earth

It had all been a terrible mistake, getting involved with a man like Gary, but Mona was attracted to his earthiness, his dark, brooding looks, and his quietness. Most of the men she had known were uncomfortable with silence and had to fill it with inane chat, boasting and mansplaining. But Gary was different to most men. She knew that now.

As his fingers tightened around her neck and his unusually long nails dug in, she choked on her words.

“Where will you bury me?”

“With the lies I told about you and me, it would be better if I dropped you in the lake,” he sneered.

As Mona’s body became limp in his arms, Gary felt a pang of guilt. He went to the shed, grabbed a shovel, and began to dig a hole in his garden, where she wouldn’t feel so alone.

Kim M. Russell, 19^th January 2026

This Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub we are writing Prosery with Lisa and a song by an artist I hadn’t heard of: Alejandro Escovedo.

Lisa gives us some background to the artist and to the song she has chosen to share with us ‘Bury Me, which she describes as “a personal reckoning on how he is living his life”.

We are writing a prose story with a limit of 144 words, including a line from the lyrics of the song: ‘Bury me with the lies I told’.