Photography: 156 Moons After, by Sena Chang

 

Digital Art: Perfection (and others), by Celestia Jones (TW: GORE AND SEXUAL TRAUMA)

 

Photography: Summer of '15, by Sena Chang

 

Poetry: What Are You Really Afraid Of, by S.K. (TW: SEXUAL ASSAULT)

 

You sit on the edge of your bed

Staring into the mirror 

You get a chill then 

You feel his hands again 

The mirror says there's nothing there 

But since when are mirrors trustworthy

Then again everyone around you says 

“Trust the mirror, nothing's there” 

Followed by words of encouragement

That have unspoken undertones,

“You’re so strong” 

You victim 

“You’re making so much progress” 

You victim 

As time progresses it changes to 

“Maybe try doing this again” 

Alright it's been long enough 

“what are you afraid of” 

GET OVER IT 

That makes you ask yourself 

What are you really afraid of? 

No one's there 

But the feeling is all consuming 

So who's the problem? 

If nothing's there 

And no one is around 

And only you’re there 

What are you afraid of?

The only conclusion

It's me.

I am the problem 

I did this 

I am to blame for someone else’s actions

Credit is given where credit is due. 

       I’m sorry 

Photography: Steel Night, by Alice Jang