Are You Listening?

R.E.A.D.Y.

Are You Listening I loved nothing more than to tumble, stretch and do flips Are you listening, the doctor said that he needed to examine my hips Where he touched me made me scared and uncomfortable with undeserved shame Are you listening, I didn’t know, so I trusted him, remaining quiet in my pain Me…

Last Dance

R.E.A.D.Y.

With an empty stare she gracefully glides to center stage. With the rhythm of the music fueling her motions, she attaches herself to the pole. Drenched in self-loathing, she removes her bikini top, exposing more than just flesh. Her values and dignity have been placed on display. This is how she earns the income to…