She is absolutely remarkable and she has written power and pain like no other. This is an incredible piece and a must read.
At fifteen a lewd boy, only 5’5 asked;
Will you pose for me with your legs spread?
She hadn’t shaved in three days, the stubble rubbed the backs of her calf where she pressed against enamel bath
A maelstrom in her eyes instead of pupils
He said; good, good, excellent, just like that … ba-aby
Now … Open them
And she remembered the first time she unfurled
Like those Chinese paper flowers that grow in water
A warm rose bud disturbed by prying fingers
She recalled the way unwanted thumb pealed her exposed
A fruit chewed on before ripening
The sting afterwards
Like she’d dried out all her moisture and hung like a salted fish to be slapped and dismissed
If she gave this boy, with sweat on his lip instead of hair, his hand down his pants yanking something terrible, a rolling storm, tattooing bruised landscape
His way would…
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Thank you for sharing.
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