Day 341: Working With Survivors

My tongue fights the formation of these words, as if I could draw them back, inhale the context of which they survive. Instead, I spit them out, these words I hate. The ones I want to crawl back into my mouth, into my body. "You don't have to report it, until you are ready…” Ready… Continue reading Day 341: Working With Survivors

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Day 252: Unseen Darkness

TRIGGER WARNING: abuse When you tried to paint my body in colours of blue and purple, my dark skin hid your sins from eyes trained in the glow of soft white light. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy