“Anxiety” #1
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Prompt:
Ominousness embodied; running out of space when there is endless space around you, closed in by panic; no light or end in sight; shaking/tremors, hyperventilating, deafening heart pound, falling numb, And finally the drowning sensation.
“The Room And The Men”
Prompt:
A direct response to my sisters many experiences of molestation between the ages of 9-13. How periodicity and timeframe are stopped and the memory itself of the trauma decays into a darker more sinister state of haunting; the traumatic experiences of sexual abuse become a whole singular event as trapping mechanism that stunts further emotional development; the spaces
“Victimhood With Dysmorphia”
Prompt:
To have been raped is to be raped ad infinitum; is to be surrounded by rapists everywhere and at all times which acts as a disfiguring anxiousness that slowly morphs self-perception negatively and the burden of perceived guilt, albeit in error, for having been present and vulnerable so ignorantly; the male gaze is forever now an imminent next violent act; forever
“Transpicuous Qua Transphobia: Two Words At The Basis Of A Transfiguration”
Prompt:
Transpicuous refers to transparency to be self-referentially both hideous to the “other” who is afraid of a “monstrousness” of the transgender sexual identity while perceiving the body before transitioning as a hideously wrong biological representation of how one feels their gender; transgender is a psychic becoming
“Homeless As A Consequential Fragmentation Of The Self Qua A Fatalistic Signal Overload From Cumulative Traumas”
Prompt:
Trauma enters the psychic body like a blow from god's hand permeating every aspect of self-perceptual awareness. Rendering reason and accountability defunct, disrupting the natural ebb and flow of mood, amplifying the emotional spectrum to unmanageable levels, and displacing all n
“Self-Po(o)rtrait With Heightened Self-Consciousness, Apartness, Inability To Join In, Physical Shame And Self-Loathing”
Prompt:
The point at which mental health becomes transparently ill to itself, and the sufferer no longer debates the constant effects on daily life. In the mirror is no longer a face but a deeper flesh and wound. The blood and sinew of one's mortality stares back intrusively. Wh
“Man With Secret Sorrows Of Which The World Knows Not—Often Called A Cold Man When He Is Just Sad”
Prompt:
A man whose trauma is so profoundly repressed he doesn’t remember it until at 70 years of age his son dies senselessly of a heroin overdose. He never spoke of what happened to his children because his trauma happened to a child. He killed the child that crawled under his truck tire. He heard
“By The Shut Window Of R-Wing in Room 333 Under Suicide Watch In April 2009”
Prompt:
When suicidal the world feels strangely dull. Knives can only cut the flesh, a saw only through bone. Nothing is sharp enough to cut all the way through hopelessness forever acting on the man like a good anesthesia. To kill oneself is procedural, any number of process steps can stop a heart but not anyone will do
“The Anxiety Of Detachment From Self In A Cruel Episodic Throw Of Dissociative Identity Disorder”
Prompt:
One of his selves recalls being blindfolded by his militant father and forcibly made beholden of the inalterable blackness of his skin. “This is your skin, that color of bruises. This is your self-esteem shaped like deep wounds. This is your conscience heavy opened wide and burning from the s
“Her Depression Was Yellow”
Prompt:
She dug a hole for her-self and buried yellow. Yellow is useless now. Her yellowness is dead. She dug the hole between a petrified tree and a polluted lake. She let yellow fall. She was rough and graceless as the prayer of atheists. She let yellow fall into a hole she dug for her-self in a hard spring rain. Swiftly the hole filled with rainwater and yellow was
Civilian: War Trauma #1
“Hope Is The Last Standing Warrior”
Prompt:
The image burns to the touch: a child standing in a desolate alleyway, a deserted, war scorched vehicle is an arms length away. The child approaches the witness bearer or rather the eyes bearing witness draw closer to the garbage afoot, bullet holes in nearby stone walls; close enough to feel the electrical wires high above are cold
Civilian: War Trauma #2
“CHILD VICTIMS OF WAR IN THE LAST 10 YEARS: 2 million killed & 5 million disabled & 12 million left homeless & 1 million orphaned & 15 million psychologically traumatized”
Prompt:
There is no alarm bell to usher you awake, no siren that says grab your child’s hand and take cover, just a supersonic blast wave of heat and pressure from a bomb strike several hundred feet across t
Civilian: War Trauma #3
“Of Misery, Mutilation, Destruction, Terror, Starvation and Death There Is Always One Who Heaps Upon Another Whose Very Soul Keeps Record”
Prompt:
A life without care, a life of terrifying struggle, a life in abject poverty, of homelessness, in a land stricken by the violence of war: death, destruction, abandonment, Lostness, pain of injury, pain of sickness, pain of starvatio
Civilian: War Trauma #4
“The Conscripted Child Forced To Murder His Family To Free His Mind To Fight And Kill Against His Will”
Prompt:
I killed my mother because they made me after they killed my father in front of us.
Abandonment #1
“The Abandoned Child’s Pronounced Death Anxiety All Night Awake In A New Foster Home”
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Coming Soon
Trauma of Poverty #1
“The Mean Streets”
Prompt:
Children forced into addiction and dealing drugs, forced to bear guns, turned feral and violent and lost unto death or jail.
Victim of Homophobia #1
“TRANS LIVES MATTER” after Brooklyn Deshuna
Prompt:
Living in a body as in a prison of identity in crises as the world around you hates you for who you genuinely are inside.
Transgender Identity #1
God(dess) Of Non-Binary 1
Prompt:
Creating an identity out of anxiety for being transgender—what courage looks like inside.
Transgender Identity #2
God(dess) Of Non-Binary 2
Prompt:
Creating an identity out of anxiety for being transgender—what courage looks like inside.
Human Sexuality: Female Identity Crises
Nymph's Pan
Prompt:
Taking back ownership of her body, taking back the power to be an interpersonally sexual being without fear of assault or dominance by hyper masculinity and the male gaze.
“You are born alone. You die alone. The value of the space in between is trust and love.”
~Louise Bourgeois
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