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Trauma and Meditation: An Open Letter to the Community
Dear “Awakened” Communities, Yes I mean YOU, Buddhist and Non-Buddhist alike. I am angry with you. Yes angry, oops am I not supposed to be angry? Well buckle up, you may not like this ride, or just...
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Night Crawling
The sun has not yet cracked the sky But already broken I blink, I rise Split and spilling before dawn Last night’s crawlers ink themselves on To the page from my body and brain I cannot stay still with...
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Nothing Poetic (#emptychair edit)
I was raped when I was 8 Grabbed, threatened, and invaded So many times When I should have been safe There is nothing poetic here They always call us crazy They always deny and say we lie I was called...
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Playtime
I spent the evening Coloring No choice but stay Inside the lines So I used those hues Disturbing Just to prove the page Was mine -a.r.
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My Middle Way
Today I sit constricted My waistband tied too tight Until I sat down I had not noticed it Digging into the forgotten flesh Just below my belly button But this time I do not allow myself to fix it I...
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Paper Target (repost)
I am marked But there is no notice Yet The slightest pressure Triggers an explosion And a hollow point projectile Slices the atmosphere Slamming into me Shredding upon entry I NEVER EVER see it coming...
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Proof On Demand (repost)
Must there be video evidence Record Save Share In order for my rape to be made real Must my inner most flesh be damaged on display Snap Chat Laugh In order for you to have the guts to say it was wrong...
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Maiden
And so I wait Nearly numb For vital bits To realign Inside my ribs I used to know Because I read in books This trap of bones Designed itself To do the work Of keeping all Soft parts of me Protected...
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Listen
I am tired, Smile Of learned men With dangling Truths Instructing me To ignore my own Reality That my Dear mind These ears and eyes Which plainly see Are not quite Sane or trustworthy That all my past...
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I Did Not Ask You
Without question I do not need You anymore To offer who You think I am And your Doing so is Always and only An act of arrogance And vapid violence -me Artwork: Pen or Trigger: Shut the Fuck Up Series...
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