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It happened to her, but not
to me.
She said,
“It happened to you, too.”
I thought she was lying to hurt me,
because she was hurt.
It didn’t happen to me.
I never
let anyone hurt me. I always had
control.
I fought back.
I attacked first.
I learned to cover my head
with
my arms,
to protect my face
from getting black and blue.
I hated that it happened to her.
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Pols Fiddle
by Eva Haughie
Mixed Media on paper
22''x30'' c.1992
"Pols fiddle as women are beaten"
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