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Three Poems by Arika Elizenberry
Rememory Maybe I was 8 or maybe 9. My memory is fuzzy like the buzzing TV in my aunt's bedroom. Rememory shows my chest rising and...
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Shame by Anchal Jain
Why is it so difficult to say the truth, So what if they don't believe me, Why can't I trust myself, when I am the one who experienced...
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Victim Impact Statement by Jane Doe
good morning, your honor. i wanted to thank you for being here this morning. although you’re here as an impartial party, i appreciate you...
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Where Change Starts: Helping Those Who Help You
An Interview with Robyn Mazur, Executive Director of Joyful Heart Foundation The Joyful Heart Foundation came to life after actor Mariska...
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The Session by Curtis Bass
The Session “So, are you ready to tell me about it?” Actually, I wasn’t. I would prefer to never talk about it. But it had come up in our...
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Dancers Workshop by David e. Moreno
Dancers Workshop When I studied with the experimental dance pioneer Anna Halpirn, she was dancing with a colostomy bag. I was 20; she was...
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Three Poems by Kira Coleman
Doubts There are nights when I stand under the shower head feeling the hot water expand my hair and wondering if you knew what you were...
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Girls with Red Flowers by Virginia Barrett
Girls with Red Flowers One cradles a bowl of red flowers, her nipples the same deep rose as the blooms. Tahiti is hot— we women may all...
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Three Poems by John Ganshaw
Leave All Behind There you stood staring into the mirror thinking you were alone, but you weren’t, I was standing before you, peering...
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In Silent Shadows by Laura Howard
In Silent Shadows Increasing in intensity Nightmares and Screams because the Instigator will not Let up Enclosing and Never stopping with...
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My Father's Eyes by Andrea Leeb Balelo
My Father's Eyes “That dress really brings out the color of your eyes,” the sales girl told me as I stepped out of the dressing room. It...
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Reclaim by Traci Neal
Reclaim This body knows brands where brutality breeds. A process plans to split my legs like mayo marinated on a sandwich. Futile...
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Three Poems by Persephone Leonard
Eyes I’ve looked into the eyes of evil, Dilated, black pupils, Erasing earth brown, As he shoved the pill, Into my mouth, And held me...
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House of Shame by Anna Smith
House of Shame A letter to my body: For years you’ve played protector Shielded me from a truth that our twelve-year-old brain couldn’t...
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Two Poems by Suzanna C. de Baca
I Was Swallowed by a Beam of Light Some say you were a plane, a flare, a mirage. / At first barely visible in the sky /but then your...
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Inside the Silence: Art by Sonia Gil & Text by Mark Blickley
Inside the Silence Laying naked in this bed on my back, I tilt my head, and I look down with so much pain in my face. This is the third...
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Three Poems by Elizabeth Gade
An Open Letter To My Fellow Survivors* You are not the house of horrors trauma built inside of you They tried to fit us into cheap hotel...
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Five Poems by Jean Varda
Photograph of Two Sisters We were like glass and he broke us we were open as water fine as milkweed and he damaged us. I can see it in...
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The Importance of Addressing Sexual Violence
A Discussion with Simaza Sadek, Director of YWCA Northern New Jersey’s healingSPACE In a recent conversation, Simaza Sadek, who is the...
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On Writing and Sexual Trauma
by Carolyn Keller, LMSW, DSW Sexual violence can have physical, psychological, and emotional effects on survivors. As the mind works to...
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Low Pile Fragments
Low Pile Fragments The words are plucking right there at my teeth crowded inside standing nervously like nape hairs that have known Fear...
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Dissociation
Dissociation You are the master of your own reality. What you see, hear, feel, what you know is all based on what you believe is the...
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On Becoming a Parade Float
On becoming a parade float What would it feel like to live like he had never touched you? To live like he had never lived at all? To...
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