On the Impact of Birth Trauma
- and the unexpected way it lingers
To this day, when I
say goodnight, I whisper too,
"Goodbye." Just in case.
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Donna Renee
Hi! Thanks for reading! My hobbies include making coffee, drinking coffee, and starting to write a story and then rage-deleting it when I get the slightest bit frustrated.
Work in Progress: WOWH, cozy mystery (paranormal elements)
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Koyi wobbled to her shabby wood and straw kaz, holding her machete and an old burlap bag with some yams. Someone had laid another basket in front of the patched up door—rose apples today. They were a bright reddish pink, looking waxy and crisp, just the way she liked them. The culprit knew her very well. Those would be crunchy, juicy and sweet—she could tell—but she gathered all the will she could muster and pushed the basket aside to enter her home. She had already said no repeatedly and would not be taking bribes.
By Lily Séjora day ago in Fiction
Comments (20)
Oh my heart.
That was powerful. I’ve read many of your articles about this subject and you have my deepest sympathies for what you’ve gone through. I hope your writing has helped you heal.
Gosh 💔
One second, I need to pick something up real quick - MY HEART what a shame it's shattered in million little pieces now that I've read this!!!
Wow! 😮 What an intense scenario this painted for me. Well done, Donna.
Omggg Donna! This is more terrifying than any horror story that I've ever read! Oh God! I had to take deep breaths to calm myself down. The impact of your Haiku hit me so hard! This is by far my favourite thing that you've written! Sending you lots of love and hugs! ❤️
Oh, this is so heart-wrenchingly poignant. I'd missed this one, too.
Chills. There weren't many words but I truly felt every one of them. 💕
Oh my! This packed a serious punch in a small package. Well done, Donna. Wow!
😢😍 Thank You for sharing this 💜🙏💯
🫢😧 This is the deepest haiku I’ve read. I felt my heart drop and crack a little bit. Outstanding.
Holy cow, Donna! You wrote a whole novel in those three lines, beautifully! It got to me, hard!
This just brought me to tears. Just so powerful.
This. F**k, Donna. Hard-hitting, So powerful. So...speechless, I am!
Ouch!
I'm so sorry for your loss, so heart breaking!
Oh my. So much said in so few words. Excellent.
That’s is very sad , poem. It’s heartbreaking 😢
Nice.
Oh my, this is so beautifully done, and the caution in this nearly brought me to my knees. Really, really great work. 😍