I was raped.
Beneath the moonlight of a far less than sober night
Scenes flash front my eyes with worst reception than T-Mobile
In and out the visions blur
In and out I felt my insides turn
The smell of my own vomit covering the floor my feet stood as the brownskin I’ve learned to love was broken over a hotel mattress
As the body I had just started to embrace
The vagina I just began to accept
I’ll finish this later…. I can’t stomach it rn…
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