You have seduced art,
from my once distracted heart,
fierce love, from my once terrified body --
you know how to reveal my soul,
shake down my walls, melt my eyes.
I am no longer a rape victim. I have not simply survived. I have recovered and thrived and X marks the spot where I reclaim the power that was given away, where I get to build my life, just as I want it.
At the meditation retreat,
I cried in the shower.
I cried for so much bullshit.
raw and exposed,
and feeling so close
to something real and constant,
I let loose.