Tag Archives: victim

let me live

let me live my hands high in the air later i think like singing hallelujah praying let me live snow flakes fall in the winter air smells like coal smoke and gasoline drenched in sweat i’ve run long through the … Continue reading

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pulling it together

I know the drama of a pity party draws readers like flies to manure but I’ve cut myself off at that dive bar.  I will not allow myself to be a victim.  I survived Psycho Stalker.  I survived my childhood.  … Continue reading

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Facing Fear

He’s back, or more, correctly, he never left.  PsychoStalker that is.  My brother ran into him the other day.  After the probation office called to inform me he’d been deported.  My world is upside down.  I had finally settled into … Continue reading

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