Big Man

Big Man

A Poem by w
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Just Read

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The blood stains
on the standard bed sheets
where he effortlessly tied me
wrist and ankle
to beat me
while he
beat off
were saturated
in my blood
and my tears
and my dignity
was long gone
the first time,
so many times ago.

 

Once I was
slick with my vital fluids
and my tears had dried up,
he had his red lubrication
and shoved himself
inside of me -
I was burdened 

by all of his

four inches.


I cried for my mother
but he reached around
and slapped my mouth,
causing more blood
to spray the wall.

 

She lay in her bed
not fifty feet away
tears rolling down
while the television
was on mute
so she could listen,
getting her cheap thrills
in as well.

 

I was only

twelve

years

old.

© 2012 w


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Ouch. This one stung me. I only hope it is fiction, though this swollen pain I feel in reading it is very, very real. Amazingly powerful write! Excellent use of diction and syntax to tear at the readers heart and make it bleed emotion, which in truth is the very essence of poetry....

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

w

11 Years Ago

I will just say it was a tough piece to write. Thank you.
Winslow Des Totes

11 Years Ago

:( Well know that it moved me, and for what it's worth, I really appreciate that you wrote it so hon.. read more



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Gripping and well written.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ouch. This one stung me. I only hope it is fiction, though this swollen pain I feel in reading it is very, very real. Amazingly powerful write! Excellent use of diction and syntax to tear at the readers heart and make it bleed emotion, which in truth is the very essence of poetry....

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

w

11 Years Ago

I will just say it was a tough piece to write. Thank you.
Winslow Des Totes

11 Years Ago

:( Well know that it moved me, and for what it's worth, I really appreciate that you wrote it so hon.. read more
Poignant write dreadful deeds.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was difficult to read, and difficult to comment on. Not because the poem is bad, but the story it tells is the kind my mind hates to see. F**k, dude. All I can say is this is most affective.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

w

11 Years Ago

Its not supposed to be an easy read as it was not easy to live through for me or whoever went throug.. read more
..............lost for words

Posted 11 Years Ago


read.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I don't like you referring to anything as cliche in a setting like this. It weakens the violence and makes me think of syntax and connotations of stains and banalities of blood. ONce my body was beyond bloody: Very cliche/ very cheesy. She lie in her bed: grammar/verb tense issue. I love the "cheap thrills line". The last line is powerful conceptually. Maybe change the words to make it a fragment and pack more heat?



This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 11 Years Ago


w

11 Years Ago

I debating on using cliché several times, took it in and out. This is a personal situation and it f.. read more
Laura Maidah

11 Years Ago

once the roses bloomed over my body? How lame is that.

hmm....
Once my body was w.. read more
w

11 Years Ago

My change:
Once I was
slick with my vital fluids

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Added on July 4, 2012
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Tags: molestation, abuse, childhood

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Cincinnati, OH



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