Reclaiming HER

Reclaiming HER

for my friends, the survivors.

This morning I was afraid of the bath:

his descriptions ran like razors down my thighs and I nearly threw up on my feet.

The tender parts felt hollow and I drowned in the scent that he spoke of so favourably.

This evening as I stand once again in the bath, I cup my breasts and call them mine.

I wash the rough touches and sordid words from my skin with a gentle hand,

drawing my legs up to kiss my knees and ask my body forgiveness.

I am sorry for taking on shame.

My precious, beautiful body, you are all I have, I will take you to the grave.

You will carry me through much worse than this, but I promise to never give you up to unloving hands again.

Ellie, Franzi, Barcelona!

Ellie, Franzi, Barcelona!

Unrequited Commitment

Unrequited Commitment