‘At least she did not hit me’

*Trigger Warning: physical and emotional abuse* By Ekuba It’s Easter Sunday and I’m not nestled into my partner’s chest or dreaming of chocolate covered Easter eggs. I am pounding the streets of Toronto in the cold, searching for any place that is open at this ungodly hour. Then my emotional-eater self enters a diner and […]
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Remembrance

By Nana Brantuo Does my presence make you uneasy? Does my story force you to face truths and realities you’d rather ignore? That’s unfortunate You see, I’ve lived my life Recalling that day Remembering that hour Jumping at the touch of foreign hands Shivering meeting unfamiliar eyes I can’t seem to understand who plays the […]
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