Not a story. Just thoughts make of this what you will.

“She looks real fast.”

Little brown skinned girl of 8 years old. Always the little brown skinned girls that seem so fast.

“Come sit next to me.” Calloused fingers trail up skinny thighs. “Open your legs for me.”

You shouldn’t wear this or that because that’ll attract the wrong attention. But what’s so tempting about princess pj’s?

“Fast little girl.”

Did you lead him on? Him, who’s far older than your 12 your old self. Lead him to hurt a child.

“With your fast self.”

Cover up? Calm down. Keep your trauma to yourself. That generational pain, your black mother knew it well and now you know it too.

Your fast self. When will I learn to slow down…

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