Poems from hannahlin

"Stop being so sensitive" says a man who made a rape joke to a survivor of sexual assault who just wants to enjoy thanksgiving dinner. "...
I can't speak your name without also breathing out the word 'home' I cannot trace your skin with my fingers without also tracing a map to...
She awakens to a jostle of her cage Her small heart pounds against her ribs It is dark but for a few rays of light, even so she cannot see...
She is light Living, moving light She is fire Dancing, flickering, untouchable One may try to grasp her But if he holds onto her too long...
Have you ever felt a forest fire in your wrists? Have you ever felt your blood in waves through your veins, boiling, melting your skin?...