After your inappropriate touch, the scars left on my body have tormented me for a lifetime. The thought of someone forcing themselves inside is earth-shattering in every form. You no longer have any power. You can be pushed down. Forced quiet. Beaten. Taken. What makes it even more unbearable is the memories of noises andContinue reading “Flashbacks”
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The purple dress
A purple dress she wore. As a language of its own, it communicated happiness. She had spoken through colors for years, Only recently had she found her happy one. They had seen her dreariness through her previous lack of color. Therefore, when she wore purple Her joy became prominent.
By the water
She sat by the water, Listening to the wind speak through the waves. It’s soothing touch cooling down the grasp of the burning sun. A tiny boat carries a family across the canal, As the children wave to the strangers they pass. She waves back, Before laying down on her purple towel. Finally, the weather GodsContinue reading “By the water”
Unfamiliar Feeling
24. 05. 2021 I don’t know what I’m feeling today. I’ve been in this city for 10 days now. I imagined a freeing feeling walking down the streets. Yet, every time that feeling kicks in, another wave of emotion takes over. An unfamiliar one. It’s as if the feelings I was avoiding in Oslo somehowContinue reading “Unfamiliar Feeling”