Tag: Embodiment
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The Scanner
I scan.Not because I want to.Because I had to. I learned it in childhood.Scanning to make sure my mum was still breathing. I learned it through sexual assault.Through abuse.Through relationships. I learned to notice the pause before the pause.The invitation that softened.The door that stopped being held. I felt withdrawal before it was spoken.My body…
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The Pool
He gifted me the pools.An experience. A place. At first, it felt like something shared.Something that was introduced through him. When everything ended, I didn’t stay away.I went that first weekend knowing he was out of town.Not to avoid himbut to give myself space. I knew what I needed.The water. I craved the weight of…