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My Right Leg Tells Me a Story

My Right Leg Tells Me a Story

I had a dream last nightI am dreaming latelyafter none for most of my lifeexcept for “stuck feet” dreams, repeatedly, the same dreamagain and again. Go back to sleep, it runs again.Thankfully those are gone now.The door opened around being the speaker for a speaker...
Ocean Rescue – Fail

Ocean Rescue – Fail

When I was ten, my daddy-Monster carried me out of the Pacific Ocean, yet failed to rescue me. Ten years old:One decade of domestic violence.One decade of explosive terror –from daddy-Monster. My parents drive usto Southern Californiato visit relativesand enjoy the...
IN MY SWEET LITTLE ALICE BLUE GOWN

IN MY SWEET LITTLE ALICE BLUE GOWN

The play would beginWhere I’d skip, bow and spinAnd I waited for daddy to see - to see …Daddy to see only “Me”In my sweet little Alice Blue GownMomma’ sewed my dress To match with the rest Girls giggled and primped and squealed The sewing machine...
The Voice Of A Silenced Child

The Voice Of A Silenced Child

Trigger Warning: This poem is a description of the disturbing reality of domestic violence as experienced by me around the age of six. If you are not in a good place to read such material, please stop here. I have no desire to retraumatize anyone. Several months ago,...
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