The Anatomical Study of Abuse

Now that I am studying the anatomy of abuse, I run my fingers under the skin of slaughtered souls who are still alive.

I Wonder…

I wonder if anyone can hear?
If all ears are clogged with cacophony.
I wonder if anyone can see?
If all eyes are dim – all sight silenced with praise.
I wonder if anyone can speak?
If all lips are licked with lies.

Power

Be suspicious when someone of greater power assigns blame to someone of lesser power.

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. 

The Truncating Trenches of Trauma

All who try to climb out of the trenches of trauma need years of support. First in the trench; second to scale the wall with repeated falls; third to deal with inevitable blows from the front lines of life once they rise on wobbly legs. In the church we have a tendency to weaken the wounded; Christ strengthend them.

How unlike Christ, Christians can be.

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

TRIGGER WARNING