Category Archives: Child abuse

“all he thinks about is sex,” complains my aunt to me one day

I’m 13; and, we’ve returned from Memphis; and, we are living with my mom’s sister Tanis & her three kids-still-at-home; and, Aunt Tanis & my father take an afternoon drive one day to return saying, they’ve married; and, a month?, two months? later, my aunt more sensibly gives my father the … Continue reading

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little brides of Christ & the girl in the basement

I went to a Catholic school called Blessed Sacrament in first and second grades.  I loved it.  I don’t have any of the mean-nun memories so joked about.  The only scary part for me was when we were to have our first communion, be … Continue reading

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memphis, part 4 of 4

Next stop, the duplex on the corner, about a mile & a half from Graceland, empty lot filled with dandelions across the street, blacktopped street in front. Where my sisters would completely stop being my sisters and become instead, helpless zombies … Continue reading

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memphis, part 3

Two bites of a Little Pig Barbecue sandwich would come to seem a nice dinner compared to the occasional none at all we’d experience over the next 18 months or our father’s picking dandelion greens from the field across the … Continue reading

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memphis, part 2

We arrive at the motel.  Our father rents a room. Once in the motel room our father walks around our quarters for the evening chitchatting and laughing with my brother Pete.  (Laughing about what?  Two little girls are out there in the night!) Contrary to his words to … Continue reading

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memphis, part 1

Memphis was the worst. It was a bachannal, a festival of evil — over 50 years later I can’t hear the word “Memphis” and not see the duplex on the corner, about a mile & a half from Graceland, empty … Continue reading

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Being true, being vulnerable

Originally posted on Writing From The Ashes:
Being true, being vulnerable I am currently working on an ethics assignment for my Bachelor Degree, and although I am having difficulty with all the theorising and waffle, it has had me thinking…

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