My Mother’s Child

In my family of origin, as well as in my mother’s, children did not have rights, and we all suffered for want of them.

His Hands

He appears more peaceful dead than alive, funny, so am I.

A small smile had been set across his face; how benevolent in death, how malevolent in life. 

His hands look like clubs… there were. 

I reach, I must. 

I touch his cold, hard, huge hands that hammered warm, tender, small places.

Both of us dead. One of us breathing. 

I Want to Tell You…

I want to tell you the truth –  in detail. 

I want to explain and I have some ‘splaining to do. 

I want to tell you that through the all the lies, the truth will prevail. 

I want to tell you the things that are true. 

Little Doll

doll: a small model of a human figure, often one of a baby or girl, used as a man’s toy.

A Manifesto of Sexual Abuse

“I am a hunter, the best – a predatory beast. 

You are the hunted, the prey and the least.”

– Lori Anne Thompson


The Mysterious Growth in the Character of the Wicked Man: Part 3

“It’s seems impossible to convince people that private behaviour cannot be predicted from public behaviour. Kind, non-violent individuals behave well in public, but so do many people who are brutal behind the scenes. The growing sexual abuse crisis in the church just underlines that fact the offenders can recognize ideal settings for child molestors even if the rest of us can’t.” – Anna Salter