she hunts it nocked bow tethered to her shoulder monster clear in her sights the beast will die a slow death. after she slashes through her wilderness…… Read more “There is Strength in Our Stories: Triggered – Tianna G. Hansen”
Tag: PTSD
Shining Through- Sarah Doughty
“I was made to rise above your labels. Because like the sun, I was always meant to shine through the dark.” Savages. That’s what I call them.…… Read more “Shining Through- Sarah Doughty”
Beauty In The Cracks- Sarah Doughty
“Despite the tragedy, there was beauty in the cracks. We shared the scars of our survival.” It was the breaking. That beautiful moment when I knew everything…… Read more “Beauty In The Cracks- Sarah Doughty”
Hallowed Ground- Sarah Doughty
“My body is a temple. And a graveyard. Equal parts light and dark. It makes me real. Just like you.” For the longest time, I thought my…… Read more “Hallowed Ground- Sarah Doughty”
Cowardly Boy- Sarah Doughty
“You see, I knew from the beginning what you wanted from me. But I tried to be a good friend anyway.” You see, I knew from the…… Read more “Cowardly Boy- Sarah Doughty”
Help Me, For I Am Dreaming- Sarah Doughty
“I can’t help but dream of the day, the day we become one again.” It’s winter again, and I’m reminded of how you used to hold me…… Read more “Help Me, For I Am Dreaming- Sarah Doughty”
The War – Sarah Doughty
“And it was exhausting, trying to survive you. But I did.” This battlefield, lit only by the full moon above me, was still something I wished I…… Read more “The War – Sarah Doughty”
The Storm That is Brewing- Christine Ray
The silent scream I stifle cuts my throat to ribbons makes my eyes my ears bleed raises phantom welts on my skin spelling out dirty unpure damaged…… Read more “The Storm That is Brewing- Christine Ray”
Immortal- Sarah Doughty
“I don’t know how much strength I have left to keep fighting ghosts that never die.” These poisonous thoughts are my curse. My downfall. My demise. They…… Read more “Immortal- Sarah Doughty”
My Body Remembers- Christine Ray
my body remembers what my mind tries to forget why don’t you drive? an innocent question unexpectedly serves as key to the locked door of memory teenager…… Read more “My Body Remembers- Christine Ray”