The Young Girl

The young girl danced freely, moved like she had never been raped

Perhaps it is an unfortunate initiation into womanhood to be violated, to survive assault without letting it destroy you

Perhaps that is why I am so flexible in my body: I hold untold trauma in my childbearing hips, I must bend in order to work around it

I’m not growing up, I’m growing out.

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