Rita Kay's Blog - Posts Tagged "healing-through-writing"

This quiet witness to brutality.

They said:
It’s just fabric.

No.
Objection!

This was the flag he planted on my ruined country.

Let the record show:

I begged someone, anyone, to notice.
I waited in my shushed voice.
My split skin.

But no one came.


Small Excerpt from Exhibit: White Shirt
Her Fire Touched the Sky
Rita Kay