A blog for the voiceless
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”
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”