Tag: dissociation
The haircut: 1972
Was he calculating a plan while clipping my hair? He lingered over every move, swirled strands with the tip of his hand. Softly he said: I’m...
Sometimes I am just like him
When I eat a pomegranate, I cut the red ball in half. I don’t feel sorry about puncturing it right to the core. I don’t feel...
Like that guy
I hired Arnie to shovel: hurt pride, weathered face too old for his babyface. He said he can’t never get a break, he’s always bumping bottom. But...
On lack of consent
When he comes and shoves his lips against mine; a rock through an already fragile window, my interior crumbles, the bricks of a solid house shake, and the...
Ghost stories
There's this trick to surviving trauma. You become a ghost. If you leave your body long enough, you can't feel anything. There's no exact...
Dissociation
It streaked into my vision and startled me, a gray blur in the corner of my eye. Then I saw it— inches from my...
Recommended Reading
The acknowledgement
I’m trying to be gentle with myself, but what if I never believe my body when it tells me what happened?
Have the time of your life!*
*Common side effects may include but are not limited to: harassment, stalking, getting drugged, passing out in...
To the fathers who do not abuse their daughters
On my street I am witness to the young men who carry the pink-flowered backpacks of little girls, who...
