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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 a cab, letter from human resources stating...

A Local Man Celebrates International Women’s Day with a Series of...

Seven women have been sexually assaulted in five days on the canal path that runs by my house. I hear this news and I want to dress...

[Blood] Sodden Anguish/Deathbed Red (Fall 2017 Mood Board)

sodden anguish infiltrates interrogates fabric dips              dyes flesh scarlet towels   rags    already adorn the floor             design inspo              autumn shade auburn burgundy           the hues of after      sapphire runs obscure  ...

just like wet blood

Artwork and poetry by Ami J. Sanghvi

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...

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...

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...

An open letter from a survivor

To other survivors: You are not alone. Not now, not ever. Crawl if you have to, but keep moving forward in the knowledge that you...

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...

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The acknowledgement

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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!*

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*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

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On my street I am witness to the young men who carry the pink-flowered backpacks of little girls, who...