I knew my worth when I was hot as fuck and
boys all lined up to
pet my cleft at the blind side of the playground—
dirty fingers
mercifully uneducated in the intricacies of
female anatomy
I knew my worth when I was hot as fuck in
middle school, despite my flat chest and
highly guarded cleft—
face of Helen and an ass that wouldn’t quit,
by the gods, I knew my worth
I knew my worth when I was hot as fuck and
high school boys poorly educated in the delicacies of
female anatomy
petted my cleft with excavating fingers—
I sang hymns for my molested hymen
I knew my worth when I gave birth
two weeks before graduation, and I was in love;
my sweet babe, my savior—
she taught me the truth of my worth
😍😍😍😍😍
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The imagery here is haunting.. 💕
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Kindra- you started a snowball rolling down a mountain with this piece! Thank you for cutting to the bone and inspiring so many talented writers. This resonated in beautifully, heartbreaking ways for so many.
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I’m truly honored that so many have responded. The strength of my warrior family is inspiring. ❤ Thank you all for sharing your truths. ❤
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My gosh, this brought tears to my heart and core again!
❤️
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Love you, V! ❤
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Reblogged this on Go Dog Go Café and commented:
John W. Leys picked this sizzling piece from Kindra Austin for Pay It Forward Thursday.
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Oh, wow!!! ❤ I'm honored…thank you so much!
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