Her Story: he broke me
He was my friend.
He was supposed to be my friend.
He was supposed to look after me.
He broke me.
Anonymous Story: Night Terrors
I woke up screaming from the sheer agony of it all The sweat dripping from my brow She isn’t here anymore She can’t reach me But she lies within my soul and creeps into my mind whenever she feels the
Anonymous Story: Dream / Recall
They broke our cameras and stole our films
They stole our bodies
And will
Anonymous Story: Teacher-Student affairs
New souls cross its threshold every season
Every one of them beautifully armorless
This symbolic place is full of my deception
University, your education is priceless
Anonymous Poem: The Decision Before the Decision
a good friend
would have
asked questions
are you okay?
what happened?
Anna’s Story: I Didn’t Think Twice
I may have been intoxicated but I KNEW this was not what I wanted.
I asked him to stop, and unlike so many other stories, he actually did.
Because of this, I never considered it rape.
I still don't even know what to call it.
But I know it wasn't right.
I know it wasn't consensual and I know he took advantage of me.
Poem: The other side of the door
The room is dark and cool, it smells like hot metal and the air is dry.</br>
A lullaby of ominous whispers consumes my subconscious, if I try to eavesdrop they fall silent.</br>
Slivers of lavender light dance on sharp edges of images you don't want in your head.</br>
Images you couldn't, shouldn't, don't imagine.</br>