Testimony by Vennie Kocsis My abuse story is not “typical”, although who is to say that any abuse is typical. My story is a bit different because I am a survivor of ritualistic cult abuse. I share my experiences openly with the intent of connecting with others who have been abused. It’s important to me that … Continue reading Patriarchy Survivor: Survival After the Suffering
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The History of My Feet
I dated a man once Who found a freckle On the inside Of one of my toes He kissed it and Named it Christine "Because they're so pristine." He chuckled. There are those who Give reverence to feet, The curled elegance Of an arch The perfect setting of The nails and even The way they … Continue reading The History of My Feet
The Voices
What do you allow your inner voices to say to you? They sound a bit like this, yes? Are they telling you positive things? They should be! If not, you have the control to listen only to the loving voices.
Disregard
Click Here To Listen To Disregard On SoundcloudI know there's timeswhen i feel afraid andnothin' you say canmake the fear go awayI'm just a girl whotries to live this lifethe best way I know how butyou don't understand the timesI feel so alone I couldI couldI couldI could die.I kept my head up highwhen I … Continue reading Disregard
What Is This Place?
What is this space, This place, This girl I see Looking back at me Buried in the aftermath A hovel of human rubble?
***Trigger Warning*** “The Maria Beating” Cult Child excerpt
Mama leaves very early one morning to go to town. She lectures me the night before she leaves that I have to listen to Leis until she comes back. Mama says Leis is old enough to watch me, and that I am old enough to know how to act right. Mama tells Leis … Continue reading ***Trigger Warning*** “The Maria Beating” Cult Child excerpt
At Home
I crash like waves standing here silent on the edge of a sea of soulless eyes. I dive down into the depths of their truth, the lies their lives so adamantly display, as if adoration brings validation, as if admiration is acceptance. I dangle my legs on cliffs drifting into the apathy running rampant a … Continue reading At Home
I Don’t Wanna
No, I don't wanna Go places where I Have to stand in lines or Have dinner at the same time Every night or Be inside crowds; Places too loud Where the chatter Becomes chaos. Give me stages Where I can Engage and explain, Sing a refrain, Feel the purpose Of the collective Soaking in my … Continue reading I Don’t Wanna
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