A woman confronts memories of abuse:When I was little, I thought the word was ‘rake.’ I
A woman confronts memories of abuse:When I was little, I thought the word was ‘rake.’ I imagined a man standing over a woman, in a pile of leaves. He dragged a rake over her naked body. I imagined it happening in my own back yard. Now, as an adult, I’m not sure that this image is entirely incorrect.***How it begins: I am 18. I am 6 hours from home. I am in a relationship with my childhood best friend. I am nervous.“How to Tell a True Story.” — Caedra Scott-Flaherty, The RumpusMore from The Rumpus -- source link
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