#notavictim

I can hear them, the voices, the shouts,

the cries of hurt and solidarity.

Me too, moi aussi, anch’io

no boundaries.

I could add my voice.

I remember the chaffing of the rope,

the cut of serrated steel,

the boot shaped bruises.

The entering of my person was in fact the least of the violations.

He still did not possess me.

I remember fear,

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