“Mama, why have I not ever seen you cry?” To answer, How do I even try? Do I say it is the miles of years Walking with…… Read more “Legacy of Shadows – M.A. Morris”
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Forced to Dance – Lani Larson
It was her seventh birthday but she found her attention stolen. So many balloons everywhere. Some shiny, some dark with the smell of rubber. Each one was…… Read more “Forced to Dance – Lani Larson”
Featured Post: Against Our Will ( Until A Song Reminds You) – M.A. Morris
Trigger Warning: This piece depicts intense and potentially triggering physical abuse and sexual assault. A song reminds you of all those years ago Upon the screen words…… Read more “Featured Post: Against Our Will ( Until A Song Reminds You) – M.A. Morris”
Woman is a Root – Molly M. Ryan
Touch does not sit in the veins of a petal, Does not wilt when the bloom of spring Withers away. It can’t be pruned, It does not…… Read more “Woman is a Root – Molly M. Ryan”
I Believe You. – Susan M. Conway
I Believe You. When you say there are ghosts, when you say you’ve seen them. I have too, so we aren’t much too different, you and I.…… Read more “I Believe You. – Susan M. Conway”
Speak – Rachael Ikins
The time I whispered with shame to my parents 3 years after the fact, that my high school Spanish teacher molested me, my mom said “Oh, don’t…… Read more “Speak – Rachael Ikins”
There Is Strength in Our Stories: Red – Nikki Marrone
Sometimes I leave the blood on my skin, To remember that red is not the colour of violence. And that I am not a victim waiting to…… Read more “There Is Strength in Our Stories: Red – Nikki Marrone”
There Is Strength in Our Stories: I have been broken many times before – Tianna G. Hansen
I am not fragile, but I have been broken many times before. I have shattered in a million pieces un-fix-able, yet still risen from the debris, rubble…… Read more “There Is Strength in Our Stories: I have been broken many times before – Tianna G. Hansen”
There is Strength in Our Stories: Market Penetration – Tamara Fricke
Selling old wares in a new bar he saunters towards a woman sitting alone. She refuses to acknowledge the approach to his buddies he proclaims, “She’s a…… Read more “There is Strength in Our Stories: Market Penetration – Tamara Fricke”
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