Survivor Poem: The Simplicity of Innocence

Survivor Poem: The Simplicity of Innocence

Sep 17

By: A.C. Fernandez   a virtuous child’s undeniable trust safe in her simplicity free from dimension every perception leads to query an angelic aura adorned by the gem of eternity’s embrace her silent reverence honors emerging enlightenment eyes reflect a depth which cannot be exhaled a heart yet untarnished so pure and free to pulse offering vital life force to the universe a soul...

Columbia Student Refusing to be Silenced

Columbia Student Refusing to be Silenced

Sep 03

Columbia University senior Emma Sulkowicz survived rape the first day of her Sophomore year. In a performance art piece entitled “Mattress Performance” or “Carry That Weight”, Sulkowicz will carry a twin-size mattress everywhere she goes on campus as long as her rapist also attends Columbia. Sulkowicz has spent countless hours sharing her experience with others, often to...

Survivor Poem: Untitled

Survivor Poem: Untitled

Aug 27

By: v Boxed my shadow, Knocked her to the floor. Chased my demons, Locked them out the door. Strung out high, On brittle hope and fragile trust. Ceasing to deal, With his wicked lust. Learning to accept, An inconceivable truth. Clouded with secrets. Places where scars have wept blanket my soul. Vile eyes take me in. I turn my back, He’ll never win. The fingers that once clothed my body,...

Survivor Story: My Sexual Abuse Story

Survivor Story: My Sexual Abuse Story

Aug 16

By: Nikky My Childhood was not one of the ordinary. I didn’t experience the love, joy and innocence of childhood. From the age of 4, I was being sexually abused by my cousins. I didn’t know it at the time. They used to call it “Playing the Game”. Life went downhill from that point. I was now being raped by some other cousins; it was four of them in total. I was bullied at school, called all...

Survivor Story: Clearing Your Skies

Survivor Story: Clearing Your Skies

Aug 07

By: Claire, Richmond It was a Saturday. I was in his car. My dad had given me permission to go out. My big brother played with him he was a senior. We had eaten and went to see a movie. We were on our way home, when he pulled over, he said we could look at the stars. I was kind of anxious but I agreed but I didn’t want to look like a loser by wanting to go home early. The next thing I...

Survivor Story: Learning to Cope

Survivor Story: Learning to Cope

Jul 27

Learning to Cope By: Anonymous I chose to write this message as a letter addressed to the guy who brought this upon me. His real name is not used in my story. I want you to know that this is incredibly hard for me to write. Trying to find words to express how I feel is outright impossible. I don’t even want to deal with these feelings and I want nothing to do with you. I’ve always considered...

Survivor Poem: Imagine Fists

Survivor Poem: Imagine Fists

Jul 14

Imagine Fists By: Kayla Catalano uncolored, sit, imagine fists a line led us from birth to this seal this truth, this girl, amiss my night terrors, your call, your kiss there are ways to live there is advice to give “it was not your fault” this wound, your salt half-words now mist alight, my wrist you taught me this i will make no fist oh, black-blue haze what an empty gaze this boy...

The Daily Show: The Fault In Our Schools

The Daily Show: The Fault In Our Schools

Jun 30

This week the Daily Show’s Jordan Klepper and Jessica Williams gave us some safety tips for avoiding party fouls/sexual assault, depending on your gender. At several points Williams becomes exhausted explaining everything college women need to keep in mind on an average evening out. There’s an interesting moment when Klepper guiltily apologizes to Williams for everything women need...