Joana’s Reviews > how sunflowers bloom under moonlight: a collection of poems on love and heartbreak by isabella dorta > Status Update

"she will let the water run over her, too afraid
of her own body to touch it, she will scrub herself raw
with sponges in a bid to remove his stench.

and when police ask her why she did not report
the sex immediately,
everyone listening will say
‘hmm, what a good question.’
not a single person will stop and ask ‘why,
the fuck are they calling that sex?' "