I hope your week is going smoothly so far. I want to share with you a poet that is relatively new to me, Wanda Deglane. In her debut collection of poetry Rainlily she writes about the journey of healing from sexual assault. Something I am experiencing myself. Her poetry really is powerful, and raw.
You can read her writing at
Inside the Bell Jar Ghost Girl
Dodging the Rain In my Defense
You scrape yourself off your bed in the morning
And slog aimlessly through your day.
At night, you dance around your memories,
Letting them slip through your fingers
Again and again, hoping this time they don’t
Bubble back up to the surface, stinging and hissing
And if you touch them they’ll explode like firecrackers
Right in your hand.
Terse Journal Out-of-Body
The Regal Fox Love after the Storm