Don’t tell me about choice being wrong. I am a choice no one made. A ball dropped that no one caught. I am witness to what happens when no one cares. Stand behind your pulpit and up on your goddamn soap box and tell a soldier that was in the trench of state childcare what the options are. No one came for us. No one cuddled us on couches while they flipped through picture books with our faces in them. No one saved the smiles from the children as they slid off of their faces and hit the dirt.
Jack Neece, Excerpt from ‘The Color of Our Rights: A Reproductive Rights Collaboration,’ Darker Objects
“Every once in a while a project comes along that just might change the world. I believe this may be that project. I can’t express my overwhelming sense of honor to be involved in this project. Read. Absorb. React. . “
–Jack Neece
Jack Neece is a passionate woman who wishes to open eyes as well as hearts. Her writing has always been the salve that heals the wounds of her past. She hopes the same experience is had by those that read her work. Throughout her life Jack experienced a lot of trauma and uses this as a platform to reach out to others. Through her work and with her voice she is doing what she can to make the world a better place. Read more of Jack’s writing at Letters from a Twisted Mind.
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