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Memories in the Dark
<p>I don’t know if I can remember it,</p><p>just shadows,</p><p>memories of memories</p><p>of what might have happened.</p><p><br/></p><p>A shape lodged in my throat,</p><p>an insistent voice beside me:</p><p><em>Good girl.</em></p><p><br/></p><p>It started small,</p><p>kisses stolen in the dim kitchen light,</p><p>a push on the couch,</p><p>noodles, meat, a kiss.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then his weight, </p><p>on top of me.</p><p><br/></p><p>I was too young to resist,</p><p>too ignorant to know</p><p>I was supposed to.</p><p><br/></p><p>Now the memories rot</p><p>like termite-eaten wood,</p><p>their hollows echoing questions:</p><p>Was it rape? Assault? Abuse?</p><p>I ask each night</p><p>as my bunk creaks beneath me.</p><p><br/></p><p>And what’s to do about it now?</p><p>What is left of me</p><p>if not the shadows I carry,</p><p>the shape of him in my throat,</p><p>the voice that still whispers,</p><p><em>Good girl.</em></p>
Memories in the Dark
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