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Scars

Proud muscle Battered and bruised A child, proud of strength And power That came with skinned knees and bruised shins Launching – Into...

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Blind Ambition

If Tina wasn’t so damn hard, I probably wouldn’t be doing this, but even a dog gets tired of being kicked after a while. In a year and...

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Sadist Prey

She whispered her secrets and he used them to cage her, making her believe no one will understand, she’s a freak for only him to...

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Yes, Let’s Draw the Line Aziz Ansari

By now we’ve all read the Babe article; “I went on a date with Aziz Ansari, and it turned into the worst night of my life” which...

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Leaving My Ex Sparked Decades of Unintended Consequences

“My name is Precious, how can I help you?” “I think I need to go to your shelter,” I blurted. My daughters, still both in diapers,...

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Rocks and Cameras

Then, in a wine soaked haze, I realize what the worst part about this is.We are always on guard against the men in the streets. The ones...

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i was the third

i knew enough to know abuse was someone pounding their fists into someone else and i knew enough to know the domestic violence shelter was...

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HELL-O

Drawn to the scorching And then your Spring showers From choppy singed waters To smooth sailing From Summer tornadoes To dry Autumn winds...

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My Non-Television Mother and Me: The Apology

Part 3 of a 3 part series. After interviewing my mother, reading through the archives of my memoirs, taking note of the dark memories that...

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Safe Words

Baby, where you going? Baby, you don’t know a thing. You don’t know the ways of the world, Stop saying such words Stop saying...

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My Non-Television Mother and Me: The Interview

Read Part 1 here.  Part 2 of a 3 part series In an attempt to understand my mother a little better, I asked her a couple of questions that...

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Against Her Will

She stood against the wind As it fought to consume her She braced for its brutality And the thick darkness She knew it always brought But...

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Grace

I knew for weeks before he finally told her. His teeth gave him away. I’d never seen them before, then one day there they were. Every...

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My Non-Television Mother and Me

Part 1 My mother is not a mother to me like a television mother. She’s more like a friend, a friend of a friend even. She’s the...

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[v.5]

give me the gun, my love this is no dance, no punchline blue smoke coiling like hollow wire above the spruce crowns, glittered with the...

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After the Murder

“Your coffin reached the monstrous hole. And a part of me went down into the muddy earth with you and lay down next to you and died with...

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The Ocean is a Woman

The ocean is a woman. She is vast and she is changing, And she does not hide from us All her forms, all her shades, All her faces. But we...

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Burnt Tongue

Burnt tongue big bubbles rising from his throat. Lean muscles sunk neck snug in-between white burnout bedsheets. Red eyes veins popping...

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You Rise

(For my dear sister, Kay, I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you.) Your face is fading. I see shadows of chin, cheekbone, childhood inside my...

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Pebbles in Water: Self-Awareness and You

Spoiler Alert, I people watch. Partly because I don’t like to engage in idle chatter with near strangers to pass the time and partly...

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Little Girl

I understand that you couldn’t prevent it from happening I even understand that you couldn’t fix it. What I don’t...

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Because Of This…. (Rape and Invisible Illness)

in·vis·i·ble adjective: unable to be seen; not visible to the eye  ill·ness noun: a disease or period of sickness affecting the body...

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The Raw Journey: Rejection at Birth

What is this place?  It’s so dark in here. Where am I?  I can’t move. Am I trapped? I feel confined. I glanced around, swiftly trying...

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Damaged Goods

I am damaged goods. I am forever broken. I am beyond repair. That is my excuse. I have not known innocence. My parents were self-absorbed....

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How to Recognize Abusive Relationships

Are you a victim abuse? Maybe you recently asked yourself this question but didn’t know the answer. There are many types of abuse, and it...

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Control

I didn’t question his intentions, because why wonder about what can only be good? Who doesn’t want to be worshiped? He only wants to be...

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