“These roads don’t
lead to my home,
why are you turning here?”.
“Relax”, he said,
as we pulled onto a dead-end street,
the other side of my middle school.
Hill top he leans over and says,
“your ex was Greek right?
your girlfriend told me,
you should know what we like.”,
while unzipping his pants
gripping the roots of my hair
palm against my skull.
Second Chances, page 14
Sexual assault numbers have only been increasing and more people are getting away with actions that impact others for a lifetime. Silence is not the answer.