By DMGbyrnes
“I froze.
Remembering all the times before.
‘Shhh, just let it happen’ in my ear
Shivering, trembling
My body said no
There was never ‘yes’
But that didn’t matter
He wanted
I’m on mute
He added his own dialogue
Guttural noises, whimpers
Shockwaves and ripple effects
Past counting
Forever palpitating heart
‘Just between us’ he whispers, demands
‘For your sake’ a final caress
Oblivion
First my body, now my silence
I never knew it would be
All of me that shattered…
I’m still gathering the pieces…
What about you? Not still blaming yourself, I hope…?”
This is our
Locker room talk …
thedrabble.wordpress.com 
Powerful writing. Good stuff!
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Thank you!
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Incredibly powerful. This truth needs to be spoken more often and you are very brave to have written this. Bravo.
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Indeed, truths need to be spoken, and more, they need to be truly heard. Thank you so much.
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Powerful, moving, and heartbreaking at the same time. Well done.
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Mission accomplished. Thank you.
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Liked, but oh! Visceral shudder…this happens too often, in roaring silence.
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Wow, December! Beautifully written with powerful imagery. I felt as if I was right there in the damp, sweat scented locker room.
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Remember when some political figures(?) defended Mr. Trump’s vulgarisms by calling it “locker room talk?” You remind me of this here in this searing words.
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Then definitely mission accomplished. I had been trying to write a poem to exactly counter that heinous, deplorable excuse from that detestable individual and it kept being too much for me. Then I decided to write some drabble, and so it is as you see. Sometimes brevity does more than verbosity. Thank you.
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ooopss: these searing words and images
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This needs to be shared but is so difficult for me to read. Thank you for bringing this story out into the open.
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