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Sophia: Escape

Sophia: Escape

All it takes is one small opening, and one small opportunity. Just underneath the straw in my cell I found a hatch door. My means of escape was always available to me. I just hadn’t seen it yet. My captors are busy playing their games, planning their next move,...
Sophia: Trapped

Sophia: Trapped

I am beautiful. I am free. I am wise. I am Sophia. How did I get here? How did I come to this? Why am I in these chains? Why am I locked in a dark cellar surrounded by things that degrade and dehumanise me? Especially words. Words that are meant to shame, subdue and...
Sacraments Revisited Part II

Sacraments Revisited Part II

A few years later at the ripe old age of 13 I was confirmed in a ceremony, where my dad warned me beforehand that the Bishop would slap me in the face.  Dad thought it was funny.  I didn’t, I was properly terrified.  Of course no such thing happened. The Bishop...