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Me Too

By

Erika Gelzinnis

A poem about Erika's experiences of violence and abuse.

Content warning: Mentions experiences of sexual violence, bullying, rape and child removal.

When I was young and beautiful

I never felt disempowered as a woman.

I laughed in the face of weakness

danced with pointy toes and big hair

and walked alone at night.

 

When I was thirteen

I never felt my boyfriend’s best friend rape me

to the music of laughter from my girlfriend

not asleep at the scene of our teen sleepover.

 

When I was fifteen

I never felt the man on the bus

the man who gave me a lift from the station

the others who seemed like a story that happened to someone else

and disappeared for decades.

 

When I was eighteen

I never felt my baby moving and growing

until it was twenty five weeks too late.

 A boy

held and gone.

I could never be a mother.

A chance brush of my hand across my cheek

I feel your tiny hand touching my face

I see you clearly in the space where there is only stained carpet.

 

I will never understand how

to be young and beautiful again.

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This story is tagged under:

Life Choices
Taking Part
Sex and Your Body
Safety and violence
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