I said: Fuck

I said fuck
Not fuck me


Get the fuck
Off of me

You didn't.

I wish I had said it
Instead of repeating it in my head

Instead of watching the words bounce from one side of my mind to the next

Instead of using every breath to
Envelope the words that were too afraid to leave my mouth

Instead of pushing way your arm and pulling your hair waiting for you to scream.

But you liked it,
You said.

But you wanted me to do it,
You said.

What I wanted was
Tear away every part of
Epithelium where your touch scorched
My body.

To this day I can smell the burn.
Raw, rugged, damp, putrid.

All I'll say now
Fuck you.

-Anonymous, 25, NYC