Category: Body Image

• June 14, 2020

  rolls & folds

  

  they stay by my side and hold my secrets they listen to my mind whisper at night they shake when i cry and dance when i laugh they are the most loyal friends and most often mistreated subject to my shame but they will never leave witness to the pain i thought they were causing…
• June 24, 2019

  where are my things?

  

  Note: this post contains experiences of sexual assault and violation. I remember a room. I saw that room many times from the age of 3 to 5. It was always dark, the door was always locked, and there was always chatter surrounding it. There was the chatter of the guest downstairs, where I would occasionally…
• September 10, 2017

  wrinkly old peaches

  

  I looked into the mirror today and realized that I no longer hate my nose. It has not changed in shape or size. It still has the little bump on it’s bridge that started forming after I got fatally nailed with a football at age 7. It still hooks at the end a little bit…