"My little mind was already trying to reason his abuse of me. I remember thinking, “He thinks I am my mom. It's ok.”
Tag: trauma memories
The Current Tide
Thinking of home I am a Universal vagabond with my heart strapped on
Un-Acknowledged
In the hovering bowels of mysticism where the cynics hang their hats, she waits to be acknowledged.
Shadowland
The narrator feels fear and vulnerability in a large, isolated house surrounded by woods, grappling with haunting memories and a desire to escape to the city.





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