Twenty Four

Twenty Four

It’s been a hell of a ride. 24 years have brought me Hardships and beauty And a new perspective. I honestly wouldn’t change a single thing. If anything in my life had been different I wouldn’t be who I am. And I have to say I love myself. I love that I can grow And learn something new about myself Or about the world Every single day. I love that I can empathize With so many different people With so many different experiences. I love that with this fresh perspective I’ve become less judgmental And more genuinely accepting. To me, Challenges are just that. I know absolutely That there is nothing I can’t overcome. Nothing will ever break me. My hardships Are accomplishments. I’ve survived sexual, physical, mental, emotional, verbal, and financial abuse At the hands...

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Father Dearest

Father Dearest

Imagine a girl Trapped in a liquor bottle. This is all she sees- The inappropriate drinking Of her alcoholic father And not old enough To know any different. Sometimes she’s let out, Breathes fresh air, But it’s jarring Because she’s now accustomed to The smell of it. The smell of sickness permeating the house, Of sweat mixed with bile mixed with beer And the perfectly constructed excuses Falling out of her mother’s mouth She desperately copies As if this will somehow save her. As if they’re not all drowning together. And in the wash of alcohol, Behind the effervescence her mother Has so carefully created To further block the view, To keep you from looking too closely, In it is her sister, This darling girl She only wants to protect, Who she mothers and loves and...

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Murderer

Murderer

Trigger Warning: This article or section, or pages it links to, contains information about abortion.   Murderer, They called me. Slut. Dead fetuses on their signs, I’m going to hell, They said, Reminiscent of Westboro Baptist Church. There’s still time, They said, To save my baby. I could be forgiven If I made the right choice. Jumping in front of the car, Frantically waving pamphlets Filled with misinformation About fingernails And heartbeats. Some girls would take them, Torture themselves. I was too strong, Too set in my decision To consider their Christian propaganda, To take their misappropriated truth At face value. I knew what they were doing. Religious hypocrites Are a dime a dozen. The clinic is not a happy place- Screaming protestors greet you,...

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Endometriosis

Endometriosis

My body is plotting against me. My spine wants to split in half. The pain is all-consuming, Unavoidable, Causing me to dull myself down With painkillers and black comedies In an attempt to numb My aching muscles. The process is pointless, Month after month of this For the last ten years- You’d think I’d be used to it by now. My pain tolerance is quite high. And I really want ice cream, But the internet says to avoid dairy. This is what significant others are made for: Designated back massagers And ice cream go-getters, To touch you lovingly And sometimes not at all And to watch romantic movies And not complain because they value their lives. I hate being female And my internal organs Don’t seem to like the arrangement, either. Endometriosis, they call it, Just a...

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