rape sexual assault + 3 more practicing the art of opening practicing the art of opening to you. are you practicing too?
rape sexual assault + 3 more The Long Walk Home The store gets locked up I walk alone toward home,Stranger in the night We two start talking
rape safety + 2 more My Never Ending Nightmare I was left to drift into the sanctum of sleep, where dreams and reality blur.
childhood sexual abuse mental health + 4 more The Pressure to Be an Inspirational Survivor: and the Cost of That Expectation I have been praised my whole life for how “resilient” I am, as if that is a compliment.
rape sexual assault + 2 more Start Again Start with the ground you know. Start with that morning. That afternoon. That evening.
safety violence + 4 more The Boy Who Held My Cheek With His Hand: and II You were Six foot Five and a college Freshman. I was a sophomore
childhood sexual abuse sexual assault + 2 more Miss. Andrist Perhaps back in elementary, Where the hearing played deaf But kept fondling my pre-pubescent chest.
healing journey self care + 3 more Now That I Don’t Need You I don’t hate you anymoreNow that I don’t need you
rape sexual assault + 2 more Evidence Metal pins placed, One cast removed, Twenty stitches pulled, Intolerable pain extinguished, Indelible peace consumes.
rape sexual assault + 2 more Fish I am a fish. small. pretty, maybe? scales chipping off. soft body, soft mouth, no bones where I need them.…
childhood sexual abuse suicide + 2 more 26 On the night before my 26th birthday, I called a suicide hotline.
sexual assault LGBTQ+ survivors + 2 more Loose Roots “I sit at my desk, excited for the bell to ring,” my Auntie Evelyn is picking me up to take…
healing journey incest + 5 more Beneath the Soil Volume ii A collaborative zine featuring artwork from queer survivors of sexual violence.
