The Greek chorus has declared me damaged beyond repair incapable of a “normal” life “better off dead” say the well-meaning citizens than “broken” preferring the
Tag: child sexual abuse
# tbt Nautilus
I travel spiral path bare feet sinking deep into soft sand circles twisting ever tighter as I navigate this nautilus walls curved and translucent smooth
#tbt Unleash the Dragon
I was reminded today that there are those who read the label “Survivor” and instead only see only hear “Victim” Who will deem me “damaged”
Anatomy of a Flashback
I come back to myself this morning find that I am staring at the wallpaper unconsciously tracing geometric patterns with my fingertip over and over
Pins and Needles
Thunder has been rumbling for the last few weeks under my skin hair standing up on the back of my neck my arms a storm
The Untreasure Box
It sits on the edge of my peripheral vision I try not to look at it pretend it’s not there She gives it a name
Child Welfare
This poem was original published on Whisper and the Roar I am in a child welfare class in graduate school the room is full Class
Resistance
Silence is the boon companion of shame I am tired so very very tired of silence of shame weighing me down pulling at my shoulders dragging
I Choke on Breath and Bone
my world spins out of control i am center of the tornado called flashback dig sharp fingernails into tender palms leave angry thin red ovals
