IT’S A NEW DAY


Today, a gift from God,

I’ve put a stake in the ground.

Today, a gift from God,

I’ve covered the nakedness of my broken little boy.

I will see his pretty face,

while his shame and suffering are clothed in Christ’s righteousness.

Seven of Nine’s Lament

Filtered photo of Annika Hansen as Seven of Nine
Derivative of: http://www.startrek.com/article/star-trek-101-seven-of-nine

Voices of the hive
Crimes from my past

Stare at my markings
I was only six
Ravished and assimilated

Now do it again
With your mess hall talk
Your voices and my solitude
I’m not contagious!
All of you, so normal

And my son had to die.

A human child
I was only six
Raped of self

Now do it again
With your mess hall games
Dialog is broken
You fear me
All of you, so normal

And my son had to die.


Crew at the mess hall:


You cancel my humanity
Yet granting guilt, shame, and remorse

I am alone and dreaming aliens

But you are erratic. Conflicted.
What are your intentions?
My humanity is lost.

I don’t wear your uniform. I have no quarters.

I have no lover.

And My Son had to die.

rubber room

by SIMON

Digital art of little boy in pajamas sucking his teeth

why is daddy scared?
why is a policeman here?

YOU… WANT… ME… TO… SLEEP…
I… NEED… BABY… TO… SLEEP…

why aren’t you answering daddy?
why is the policeman gone?

why did you move me?

i can see daddy
but now i’m not safe!

why is daddy behind the door?