Today on Whisper and the Roar for Domestic Violence Week.
Violence
domesticated Woman.
Pot Roast Sundays
tasted better
prepared
with broken ribs.
He loved her hair so much that he’d take greedy handfuls.
I still see her, slumped over the stove, cooking Sunday dinner,
bruised, and bleeding into boiling pots.
Split lips were all that wept in front of him. She saved her tears for me.
Violence
domesticated Woman.
Sex was best when
she begged for life
at noon
when the kids were awake and watching cartoons.
Only we weren’t paying attention to the television—
we were holding each other, and swearing to each other
that everything would be all right as long as we stuck together.
And we grew up,
perfectly groomed for marriage.
Violence
domesticated Woman.
© Kindra M. Austin
(image: Hitek)
It’s shocking that this is too real.
How are you Kindra?
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I’m good. Groggy from all the antihistamine I’ve been taking lately. Ugh. How are you? 😊
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Oh dear are you suffering? I’m doing ok thanks… 🙂
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I’m allergic to my cat, and I keep waking up in the middle of the night with him sleeping on my neck, lol!
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That’s not a great combination lol. You’ll have to tie him up!
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Hahahaha! Nooo! I love my fuzzy guy ❤
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Lol… Looks like allergies are here to stay for you ❤️
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Yep. I’m a sucker for purrs and warm cuddles. 😊
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Who isn’t? Lol
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Despicably, horribly sad
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Yes. But from the ashes I rose. And I will always advocate for those abused. ❤
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Yes! More power to you Kindra, & your awesome writing talents 💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼🔥❤
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Gaaaahhh! Thank you, Lovely Lady!❤❤❤
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Yes, very intense.
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❤
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Wow intense
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❤
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