Poem.

I wanted to something a little bit out of my comfort zone as well tackle a heavy social subject this my attempt at it. Hope you guys find it interesting and compelling. Also few statistics for you 44% of rape victims are under the age of 18 and 80% are under the of 30. Every two minutes someone in the US sexually assaulted. Every year, there are about 213,000 victims of sexual assault. 60% of sexual assaults are not reported to the police. 15 of 16 will never spend a day in jail. Approximately 2/3 of sexual assaults are committed by someone known to the victim. 38% of rapist are a friend or acquaintance.
This why it frightens me when politicians say we should get of abortion all together even in cases of rape and incest to me either they are not thinking clearly or are either so clouded by their ideals that they can’t see there are many different sides to this issues that we as man should and no right to decide what woman do with own bodies and destines!!!

Everyone has the Right to Occupy Space, Safely.

I write this in hopes of helping others who have also been sexually assaulted. You are not alone.

This is a short story about a young girl who self harms by cutting herself in order to deal with past pain. This is her coping mechanism until something goes dreadfully wrong.

I wrote this for my class, it’s a found poem so I took the quotes from I know why the caged bird sings by maya angelou and rearranged them and stuff to come up with this poem… everyone thought it was amazing so ye hope you enjoy o.O.

There is no tale to tell.

The plight of a 61-year-old women, who suffered a brutal sexual assault 36 years ago and has been lying in a vegetative state in a Mumbai hospital ever since described through the medium of poetry.

In this segment, Investigative reporter, Doreen Houser, relates to her boss, Metro Editor, Lou how the night before, unseen, she had discovered the identity of the woman who sent the anonymous fax to the Chronicle revealing that members of the City council had taken huge bribes to approve the purchase of property for the new Houston Convention Center. A second fax arrives, alleging that the Mayor had accepted an even larger bribe. Nancy Herrick, a young, recent widow, had discovered documents jammed in the shredder that itemized the transactions in the handwriting of her employer, Randle Ted Gangley, the owner of the $217 million dollar property. In a twist of fate, her admiration for her employer of 11 years is turned to horror and hatred, not by the shredder discovery, but by something else far more personal to her. ..

How I became a survivor.