The Devil You know
A blog for the voiceless
Tag: sexual abuse
Just wait for another sunrise. Give it 24 hours.
I remember the first time I tried to kill myself. It was just honestly a break in the space-time continuum I had going after decades of pain. A momentary darkness, and a suffocating hopelessness that had knocked the wind out of me. I’d decided… Continue Reading “Just wait for another sunrise. Give it 24 hours.”
Ezekiel 33:8-9
Excerpt from Chapter 14 My steps seemed in ordinately slow as I approached his house. My body felt sleek and fluid. That familiar warmth making its way up from my feet again, circling around my legs and settling between my thighs when I opened… Continue Reading “Ezekiel 33:8-9”
Killing Robert
Note: Leah sits lost in the memory of the first time she kissed the only man she’s ever loved. All while she follows Robert home to seduce and kill him. He pulled away and walked to the street ahead, I followed slowly, taking time… Continue Reading “Killing Robert”
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”
Excerpt: Chapter 1
I used to wake up every morning and tell myself the biggest lies about how everything would be ok. Now, I’ve come to terms with reality and I tell myself the truth. I tell everyone the truth about how I feel. Those things that… Continue Reading “Excerpt: Chapter 1”
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”
