Scorned

When your water breaks, you feel a dull roar of panic. You are not afraid of the delivery or scared for the baby. You’ve put to bed five times, and this pregnancy never gave you problems. It is the scorn on their faces that you fear. It is the snorts and hmphs of ridicule. What... Continue Reading →

The life of the party

In her eyes, a little girl hides.   This little girl has been through hell and back, a hell that entails the stealing of her innocence by her own daddy, the murder of that same daddy, e… Source: The life of the party

The life of the party

  In her eyes, a little girl hides.   This little girl has been through hell and back, a hell that entails the stealing of her innocence by her own daddy, the murder of that same daddy, estrangement from her mother. Life in the trenches.   This little girl has grown to become the life... Continue Reading →

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