- Love with my entire core, organs, and soul ( even people who irritate me wildly. Wow, that’s hard)
What do you do when you discover written words that excite you, cause you to reflect, and make you say aloud, “I get what she’s saying here. I identify. I’ve been there. I’m not alone in this crazy world.”
—–Confession: The election results made me physically and emotionally ill.
I finally had to go to bed, but at 6:00 AM, I ran to the television and saw this:
—We chose a winner!
My Inner Chick’s team read and savored 74 submissions for our 2nd annual writing contest.
We valued and appreciated your raw words, honesty, authenticity, pain, and sharing your real-life, unbelievable, amazing stories with us.
What an honor to read all of them.
In particular, one story by Reut Amit, He Never Hit Me, caused us to rise up from our seats and yell:
“That’s the one!”
Without further ado, here it is.
~I am pleased to have my poem, You Rise, published on FEMININE COLLECTIVE today.
I fell upon this beautiful, empowering site about a year ago. The stories, intellect, insight, support, and poetry about women exuberate me. I suggest you check out more of the work on their pages!
~I was one of the few girls in middle school who developed breasts way too early. Large breasts. Woman breasts. Breasts that boys gawked at, pointed to, and giggled about.