Questions of male sexual entitlement and their subsequent objectification of women resurface as predictably as weeds in…
Rhea felt a slicing taste on her tongue as she took another sip of Vodka. But it wasn’t a bad taste, the way she had feared it would be. In fact…
you might as well have tied me up taped my mouth shutbruised me with your griphit me till i was unconscious…
I do not rememberthe feeling of a man’s toucha tender toucha loving smilea loving worda kissjust a kiss
I was not a story, not a poemI was LIFE…..my smiles snatched, tears frozedrugged, yet tried to fight…I was cold, I…