The Devil You know
A blog for the voiceless
Tag: rape culture
What boys do: Excerpt Chp. 15
The setting sun was on my face and the air was heavy with burnt wood and laughter. It was late fall as I sat nuzzled against a boy on a picnic bench next to a bonfire. A boy just a few years older than… Continue Reading “What boys do: Excerpt Chp. 15”
Excerpt Chapter 12: First Kiss
“You know something Leah…,” I looked at him with hundreds of red lanterns hanging above us on the street. The wind rocking them gently as he leaned in; putting himself nose to nose with me. Our eyelashes kissing. We hadn’t actually kissed, and yet… Continue Reading “Excerpt Chapter 12: First Kiss”
A random childhood memory
The summer air was pungent in my nostrils when the car stopped in front of a house I had never seen before. Then my father got out, opened my door, and I remember vividly how heavy that lilac was in the air. In the… Continue Reading “A random childhood memory”
November 16th, 1991
Warning: The following piece contains graphic details of sexual assault and contains strong language. This is a true personal story. I sit here in my car at 1 am on a Saturday night in October 2018, having finished this piece in the parking lot… Continue Reading “November 16th, 1991”
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