image link This poem needs an introduction. First, this is *not* an autobiographical piece. It *is*, however, a composite of some of the stories I’ve heard from the victims of sex trafficking. It’s *not* for the weak-hearted. It *is* a story that needs to be told. Secondly, the way it is put together is experimental…
Category: exploitation
Recreated Reborn
Egg dances with sperm; a clump of cells grows into a babyme.Babyme is born and leaves the hospital, with daddy and mommy, just married.Daddy works at the factory; mommy cooks and cleans,changes diapers, feeds and cares for babyme.Birthdays come and birthdays go.Lots of pictures taken and lots of presents given. Littlegirlme now,Chubby legs, running, exploring…
Tao-Talk 