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Waiting in the dark unable to rest, a nightmare at best. A predator the beast unsuspected in the least What is happening Beauty wonders, what can she do? Does anybody know? Can anyone tell? How can she escape this living hell? Angel of God, my guardian dear… Beast appears again,
This play was live at Brighton Fringe 2025 and we’re proud to have supported it with a Q&A moderated by Lucy Duckworth, Policy Advisor at The Survivors Trust. The Plot In the late 1960s, Boy (aged 8) is sent away for a ten-year stretch at an all-boy boarding school in
Let’s Talk About Rape® is a movement that challenges the silence and stigma surroundingsexual violence. Through photography and creative expression, the project empowerssurvivors to reclaim their narratives, confront trauma, and redefine themselves as survivors,not victims.By using photography as therapy, the project fosters deep personal engagement, creatingpowerful images that demand recognition,
A poem by Traci Neal Met a young man at a college party.He was a perpetrator, a deceiver andI was robbed. For years, I thoughtit was my fault. I let this individualinto my marketplace, my dorm room.What started off as kissing led tomanipulation. Before I could retreat,he broke me into
When a Fire Bird Freezes Survivor, such a strange label Does it really apply to me? I’d suppose everyone is really From a cripple pulling on his favourite Socks, to a working class family – Having run bare foot from Grenfell Tower Smudged faces, bruises and cuts The bittersweet pain
The only Hero in Town For some time I’ve been wishing you did not exist that I’d invented you that you’d never barged through our classroom door with your fists clenched and your heart on fire roaring for our tyrant’s blood. I have wished you and wished you and wished
IIt was a reconciliation with the world.Since the day I was made to liveprobably six or seven?I always hated the world. I did not want to live.I was afraid of God, whose existence was not clear to mebut I was too afraid of such celestial being,(Buddha, or eight million gods,
It was different yesterday, she was invincible, a super-powered revved up new engine, ready to burst into a rocket fuelled light of positivity And today? She cried, because stardust fell all around her, yet the magic had disappeared Why couldn’t she do her best every day, wondering was she the
Launched during the Sexual Abuse and Sexual Violence Awareness week, Ola and her partner Olu created this video which we are honoured to share to highlight marital rape and to help break the silence surrounding this taboo subject. “Marriage, like a lot of other relationships, is not without its acceptable flaws.
