When Christine Blasey Ford stood
before the Senate Judiciary Committee,
raised her right hand and told the truth,

when Brett Kavanaugh, angry
and tearful, claimed victimhood
and innocence, I tried to watch

the media circus, I did. But 
tears flowed, long buried
memories rode their waves. 

Young and alone in a foreign
country, I trusted someone
who promised to take care

of me, but didn’t. The old tale
erupted, scorched. For the first time
in decades, I spoke my truth

told what happened to me.