Our Blood Into Ink

I reject stifling silence

I will speak truth unflinching

I refuse to smile through gritted teeth

during the rewriting of my history

into a palatable bedtime story for others’ comfort

I will not be polite

or grateful for crumbs

and patronizing pats on the head

I have no use for your pity

Instead, I will join hands with my sisters and brothers

Warriors all

and we shall tell our tales of survival

Rich iron blood shall turn into ink

in fountain pens held in our resolved hands

and will flow across pages

blaze brightly in the night sky

 

 

Assault, Ad Nauseum-Aurora Phoenix/Blood Into Ink

Searing writing from Aurora Phoenix/Blood Into Ink

Blood Into Ink

the rape, ironically

was only the beginning

of the assaults

those penetrating moments

intoxication blurred

splattered a visceral montage

burned into retina

tattooed onto neurons

imprinted, lacerating, into cell fibers

they lurk, Lochness monsters

beneath the surface

drag her

gulping mouthfuls of horror

suffocating

in the undertow

now and then

the soundtrack

needle on the record

needle on the record

needle on the record

is the aftermath

the boyfriend

who responds to her question

(early morning shocked and hungover)

“Is it rape if you’re too drunk to make them stop?”

with “just go to work” instructions

(ever the worker bee, she showers,

goes to work, where the assailant awaits)

followed, in subsequent days

with an impossible dichotomy

endorse retribution

or acknowledge consent

relationship ends

self-doubt persists

the girlfriends

evening following

whose helpful solution

to repeated blurting

of her reality

is well-schooled

good girl avoidance

“let’s go get drunk”

as her…

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Why you should be following Blood Into Ink

Have you visited Blood Into Ink?  Blood Into Ink is the literary home for fierce poetry, prose, fiction, and essays about survival from those who have personally lived through sexual abuse, rape, physical abuse, emotional abuse, child neglect, domestic violence and other forms of trauma and for those who love and support someone who has lived through trauma.  It is a place to share writing about the struggles and triumphs of survival.

Blood Into Ink is a home for warriors. 

Perhaps most importantly for you dear reader, is that it is the home of damn fine writing. 

All who enter with respect are welcome there.  It is a place of powerful, resonant  writing that we believe will move you.

Blood into Ink: Submissions

Truth

Blood Into Ink

What is Blood into Ink? It is a safe space for survivors of abuse and related trauma to share their experiences, yes. But I feel it necessary to invite those of you who love and supply emotional support to a survivor to read our blog, and express yourselves, too. Because abuse/trauma often does bleed into relationships outside of the Hell House.

If you are interested in submitting to Blood into Ink, you may do so here.

Peace,

Kindra

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Survivor… as Fuck/Dom

I truly cannot express what an honor it has been to launch Blood Into Ink with Kindra Austin, Aurora Phoenix, 1Wise-Woman, Rachel Finch and Jessica Boyles. Today Dom at Bold,Beat&Nipless joins us a curator.

Blood Into Ink

Today… I let my tits hang out…and I took pics..

Literally.


It was a 70 degree day, the warmest day that Metro Detroit has had in a long time. I spent longer than normal.. looking at shirts… hating my chest in every summer shirt that I own. I was down to about my fourth outfit that I just said FUCK IT…. FUCKITFUCKTHISFUCKITALL….

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Still-Aurora Phoenix/Blood Into Ink

Blood Into Ink

I alone must

stand my ground

dig my tattered toes

into the gravely mound

that shifts

and lacerates

tender feet and heart

time and time again

bend my knees

loosen hips and sway

in hurricanic gales

imbibe frigid sips

of now

swallow down

seasick of futures past

release ghastly

ghostly fearful hoping

from hands

palm-scar-clenching

shrug off despair

in shoulders

strengthening

as the weight

of the world

sloughs off

raise fatigued

triumphant arms

welcoming

the tempest

elevate

tearstained earnest face

devour

the deluge

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Blood Into Ink: Your Writing Wanted

The curators of Blood Into Ink are seeking guest writers to share their stories about the struggles and triumphs faced by trauma survivors.  We welcome the writing of women and men who have lived through sexual abuse, rape, physical abuse, emotional abuse, child neglect, emotional abuse, domestic violence and other forms of trauma.  We believe that our collective stories have power, are transformative, and that this site can be a beacon in the darkness for those who feel alone in their experiences.

Previously published work is welcome.  Please let us know what name you prefer that your writing be published under (Anonymous is acceptable.)  Your preferred image and a sentence or two biography are helpful.  Guest submissions can be sent to us through the embedded Contact form or through bloodintoink2017@gmail.com .

If you would like to be a Curator at Blood Into Ink, please let us know.  There is no “right” level of involvement—just a desire to see the site thrive and grow.

If you support the fierce and important writing at Blood and Ink, please follow us and help us get the word out.

Thank you.

1Wise-Woman/A Lion Sleeps in the Heart of the Brave

Aurora Phoenix/Insights from “Inside”

Christine Ray/Brave and Reckless

Jessica Boyles

Kindra M. Austin

Rachel Finch/Bruised But Not Broken