
tu dois me croire. (you need to believe me)
the teacher looks down at my 8-year-old handwriting
i never could spell well in French it’s true
she squints at the words, describing abuse
like they are hard to understand
then carefully, with her lips pursed, fingers suspended
in air briefly like just before you begin to play at the piano
she tapes the two pages of my poem about being molested
by my grandfather, closed and puts my book in the pile
to give back at the end of the day.
alfatayat alsaghirat yakdhibuna.!! (little girls lie)
my grandfather’s Arabic smelt like cigar and pachouli
ילדות קטנות לא משקרות !! (little girls do not lie)
My grandmother’s Hebrew smelt like empty drawers and lost things
the ash of my heart is still in those taped pages
black and rotten and voiceless it sits, waiting to be unpeeled
and let loose into this world of suppression
not much has changed since then, we are still being
obliterated, silenced, ruined by the disbelief of those
purporting to care for us, pretending to listen, therapists
friends, family, teachers, employers, each one a sharp
quill in our throat as we, collectively, too many of us
bodies upon bodies upon bodies, try in multiple languages
from every continent, in every color, every gender, every kind
of wound, to find a way
to not be silenced by your inability
to hear the truth.
Photo by Kristina Flour on Unsplash
Born in Europe, Candice Louisa Daquin is of Sephardi French/ Egyptian descent. Daquin was the Publishing Director at the U.S. Embassy (London) before becoming a Psychotherapist. Daquin is Senior Editor at Indie Blu(e) Publishing, a feminist micro-press and Editorial Partner with Raw Earth Ink. She’s also Writer-in-Residence for Borderless Journal, Editor of Poetry & Art for The Pine Cone Review and Poetry Editor for Parcham Literary Magazine. Daquin’s own poetic work takes its form from the confessional women poets of the 20th century as well as queer authors writing from the 1950’s onward. Her career(s) teaching critical thinking and practicing as a psychotherapist have heavily influenced her writing. As a queer woman of mixed ethnicity and passionate feminist beliefs concerning equality, Daquin’s poetry is her body of evidence.
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It’s so painful to know that someone who could help, didn’t.
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