Chukwu Emmanuel: On This Side, I Call My Body A New Name
my therapist calls me fragile/ meaning after she checks on me/ she still concludes i’m broken.– for N. I have never been afraid to tell my story/maybe this way I will know this body better/& my fears made easy and accessible/like how it is a…
I Wriggled Out of His Grip- A Sexual Assault Story
Are sexual assault stories like yawns? That when someone in a room O-s his mouth in a yawn, we suddenly feel like yawning?
AN ARTIFACT OF A GROIN WAR
Ekoja’s body was a haunted house. Haunted: by a glowing darkness; by a cocktail of voices fading into silence; by footsteps echoing a numbing pain. [You’ll never know that scars are ghosts until your deepest wounds die but you still hear their voices in your…
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