The pain of being raped:
torn into two’s
a wounded womb twinned wrenched in force
mind spins & spins to stay alive
body anesthetizes itself with numbness
to stay alive
the You the familiar oneness
stitches gather into scars fade
recovering has no due date
And the soul? Wherefore art thou Soul?
Fled in fear? in search? Camouflaged?
Self-amputated from the body to insure its life
Until the heart has eyes
to restore a vision?
Restoration no longer viable.
Renewal- a reKnewable all before birth
by: Zena D.
Was an assistant producer and actress in plays for The Northridge Theater Guild of Hollywood, CA, when, in 1977, she became a rape survivor. Several years ago she wrote a play that was a three-part response by the community, the artist, and herself to a sculpture by Ed Massey called “Morality/Mortality”, a three-part sculpture that displayed the aftermath of a sexual assault. She is currently involved in classroom teaching, a profession she has served with great distinction. She contributed poetry to And He Restoreth My Soul.