Poetry

It Remembers

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My womb, it remembers. It remembers, all those nights of heinous, unwanted invasions. What it was like when my skin crawled like a million tiny spiders. It remembers, how it protected itself. What it was like to be a woman when it was still a child. To break into a thousand tiny pieces. To feel like dying, if only to end the pain.

My womb, it remembers, the gentle touch of someone worthy. The meaning of worship, and love. The sense of empowerment, and elation, like a woman should feel. It remembers, a tiny life, growing and strong. Every tiny movement, especially when that life reminded me everything was alright. The miracle. It remembers, birth, joy, and relief. The astonishment of what it created. Perfection.

My womb, it remembers, so much good after so much horror.

Β© Sarah Doughty

For the #MayBookPrompts – Life, The Universe, And Everything
Photo credit Pixabay, the edit is mine.

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70 thoughts on “It Remembers”

  1. What you did here Sarah, was absolutely amazing.

    “What it was like when my skin crawled like a million tiny spiders. It remembers, how it protected itself. What it was like to be a woman when it was still a child.”

    Really and truly, it was.

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      1. hold on, did I just wirte “man or man”…. that sounds like not cool, cause IΒ΄m actually the suuuuuuperman! πŸ˜‰
        Love ya,
        P.S. Why do I flirt even with my computer?……weird

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      2. I was just doing the “scooby do, then “whatΒ΄s wrong with those commas on top)?…. anyways i can do the scooby do or the Kentucky shuffle, wich means….. forgot, but if i remember correctly it was something in your dreams or it was me being silly or it was…… more confused?

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  2. What brings me happiness is knowing that you were able to still enjoy the miracle of love and life after so much destruction. You deserved and very much needed for those awful memories to be replaced with good ones. Beautiful and raw, Sarah.

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  3. Literally no words. Both devastating and inspiring at the same time. Both tragic and beautiful. Great juxtaposition. Really … no words.

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  4. Oh Sarah, so much depth! Such powerful words.. The perfect tribute to your womb. I am an author in this blog,
    and i have followed you kindly follow back on vickyloniasblog.wordpress.com. Thank you!

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