An Open Letter to My Rapist and Abusers

I say ‘my’ because we are inextricably linked. Even though I buried you in the deepest, darkest pit, you are always there waiting to cause me more pain. Now I shine the brightest light on your deeds and… Read More

Blooming

Day 27. Do century plants postpone blooming because they know it means the end? One bloom. One chance. Then gone. It makes me grateful that i have many chances to bloom. Many chances in this life to change,… Read More

© Vanice Michelle Medley 2016

Emotional Honesty :: A Poem

Silence echoed in her empty spaces
Giving birth to a hot blaze.