I Am

I am a poetess a prowess, a lioness ripping through emotions a shark in an ocean of sadness and incapable expression.

Victim To Survivor To Thriver: You Will Do It!

As I have lived my own survivorship and spent the last few years deeply connecting with trauma survivors, I see three distinct phases of the journey. Victim | Survivor | Thriver (and for some, Advocacy/Warriorship) I think one of the most difficult breaks in the healing process is moving from the victim to survivor state. … Continue reading Victim To Survivor To Thriver: You Will Do It!

I Received a Beautiful Award!

Once a Victim Now a Survivor Award I'm really honored to be payed forward the "Once a Victim Now a Survivor Award". Thank you so much, Darque Thoughts I appreciate everyone who takes the time to read my emotional vomiting. If one reader feels less alone, then all the retching is worth it. Thank you … Continue reading I Received a Beautiful Award!

Kaleidoscope

So much to say, Once held back By attacks I Retrace my tracks As silently they Watch and wait. It won't dissipate. Fear is an illusion. I invite these intrusions To include truth Even if it hurts you. Surgery is painful To the human skin. Ignoring the wound We can rot from within, Until we … Continue reading Kaleidoscope

Broken Until Spoken

This was not an easy photo for me to do this morning. I cried. It hurt to take. I was swept back to being a five year old child, mouth taped so often to train me to be silent, just like this, except it was white packing tape, so even more humiliating as I couldn't … Continue reading Broken Until Spoken

“Victim Speaks Out, While Cult Leader Awaits Trial”

"Told in a restrained but highly effective style, reminiscent of Kazuo Ishiguro’s brilliantly understated bestseller "Never Let Me Go", "Cult Child" provides frightening insights into the methods and after-effects of religious coercion. Her fortress is no bigger than the space between her ears; but through quiet internal resistance, Sila halts her opponents and outlasts their … Continue reading “Victim Speaks Out, While Cult Leader Awaits Trial”

In the Silence

There are pathways, an intimate grid, leading to boulevards with dimly lit gas lamps because the history that we share goes beyond the times of the now. There are blue aching planets waiting in line behind this one, and if I blink, I might miss you, gazing at me. You thought I didn't notice. Like … Continue reading In the Silence