Tag: womens rights

A cup of coffee and a smoke

I wake up I piss I shower I drink a cup of coffee and light a smoke at the sink. I brush my teeth for at least twenty minutes to get the taste of semen out of my mouth from the night before. Still… Continue Reading “A cup of coffee and a smoke”

Chapter 11 Excerpt: Love

Love. That word, that complex chemical reaction, that either fulfills you or breaks your soul in two. I’ve known one in my life. Glorious him. I knew the moment I heard his voice that I had no hope, it was at a bar in… Continue Reading “Chapter 11 Excerpt: Love”

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”