Tag: #metoo
Stupid Milk
curdle in within myself like some homespun kiss of death spoiled milk shriveled biochemical bitch shadows on skin become tombs why am I still here when there are poisons...
Lessons on Assault
When they told me, I politely dismissed myself from my classroom and knelt over the toilet. They said she got mixed up with the wrong crowd— wrong boy. I tried not...
Silent Night
I was fully clothed. So, Did it happen? I’ve No right to complain. They are just boys. So Not really their fault, they are Just boys. I did not cry Or...
Ghost Weeds (Reclamation)
The screen door swung shut with a muffled wooden bang, and darkness opened up behind me. The well-lit inside world disappeared as I turned...
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...
A legacy of abuse: Telling on my brother
A deathbed confession, 1997 Mom unburdens herself only weeks before she dies. She tells me about Mike’s abuse against his children. Her revelations confirm...
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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...
