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contest entry - s.a.n.c.t.u.a.r.y. Sanctuary.
Sense of safety and security seemingly solid; and
Assurance, acceptance and affection apparently authentic; but
Nonexistence of neighbors and nerve-racking nightmares are neither natural nor normal; so
Compromised custody creates confusion and concern; then
Trust turns to terror when tricked, trapped and threatened; now
Untying fron the unjust is undaunted and unwavered; unfortunately
Attempts in abandoning adversity are all averted and aborted; with the
You can never leave.
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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