On entering the tunnel, I see her –
pallor a notable shade of ghostly
Tattered, her dress hangs in billowing
folds of transparency; she beckons
No words pass between us, but
her haunting gaze begs audience
So, I bear witness to her tale –
a gruesome re-enactment of her death
Slow and agonizing, her femininity
scalded and tortured till flesh festered
and infection drove her to madness –
no solace offered, no medicine rendered
No more than a child, I now see –
a tragic retelling of innocence turned victim
Do not look away, her spirit commands,
the suffering continues, and I will haunt
Till justice recognizes the crime
and restitution restores balance.
(Reena’s Xploration offered the opening line, and Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – notable– added to the narrative. This apparition appeared to me in that tunnel between waking and sleep, begging that I share her story. Image my own)
Wow, this is powerful. It reminds me a bit of the Guy de Maupassant short story called “The Apparition” (sometimes translated as “The Specter”).
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Haven’t thought of that piece for many years. Thanks.
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Don’t ever hesitate to post something like this. It needs to be said I’m just writers we definitely do need to raise our voices. Who was it who said the pen is mightier than the sword. Let’s hope that is true although I do agree that misogyny seems to be on the rampage at the moment. A painful though brilliant poem.
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Thanks so much. Your feedback means a lot.
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You are very welcome VJ.
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Heartbreaking piece, VJ! Will the archaic mindsets ever change?
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Seems not, Eugi. Thanks.
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Absolutely brilliant x
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Thank you, Janet!
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You are a brave messenger for a voice that needed to be heard and a story that needed to be told.
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Thank you Michele!
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This poem is very powerful.
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Thank you.
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Oh! This tore my heart, VJ. The most infuriating thing is normalisation of abuse.
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Absolutely! Thank you.
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You are welcome.
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Wounded Feminine ..by VJ Knutson
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What a heart-rending story! I came across posts on normalisation of abuse today – a 10+ girl being repeatedly molested by her tutors and being told “All men are like that.” The abuser was thrown out because she scored low in exams, not for his reprehensible behaviour.
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It really infuriates me, Reena. In our culture it is expressed: “boys will be boys”. A friend who was abused repeatedly by their priest was told: “It’s just how he shows you he loves you.” Enough!
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They assume women’s bodies are a privilege for men to enjoy.
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Heartbreaking poem VJ
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Thanks Sadje.
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Quite the way to start a day. Too much of this in our world, and without justice and change I’m sure many souls are not at rest.
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Yes. I hesitated on posting it, but if we, as writers, can’t use our voice, what else can we do?
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I totally agree. I’m thankful that you use your voice to raise awareness. Writing should elicit a response and hopefully on occasion a call to action.
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I appreciate that Heather.
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What a horrific apparition; I hate to think of the suffering of her real-life counterpart.
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It was horrific, and then I wondered if it wasn’t more symbolic – there seems to be a misogynistic movement right now.
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