Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Anna Sykora - One Poem

The-rapist 
 
what was in your mind Dr. A
did you believe you were helping me
 
that’s what you told me in our sessions
that’s what I tried to understand
 
I was eleven maybe younger
I had no breasts yet didn’t matter
 
when you embraced me and defaced me
when you defiled me and destroyed me


when you enjoyed me in your manner
when you repeated I'd get better
 
better and better oh
how did I gain the guts to go
 
crazed and fierce and out and alone
after you turned me to a stone
 
 
 
Anna Sykora has been an attorney in NYC and teacher of English in Germany.  To date she's placed 367 poems, genre and literary, in the small press,  and 139 stories. 
 

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