Dirty Hands

The first time she felt his hands on her

She was 11

Chubby cheeked and wide eyed.

Excited.

His hands ran through her hair

Pulling.

Onto her skin,

Slapping.

His body on top of her,

Suffocating.

The next time she felt similar hands

She was 18

Contoured cheeks with “blow job eyes”

Jaded.

His clumsy hands on her hair

Pushing

Unto unzipped pants

Pulling

“Its not always about what you want” he whispered

Suffocating.

The next time she felt similar hands

She was 19

Hollowed cheeks with dead eyes

Angry.

She shaved her hair off, didn’t want dirty hands touching it anymore

Her skin was not soft but rough with ink

Warnings written on her skin

But he didn’t care to read

She still felt dirty hands running all over her skin

The skin that she had baptized with her own tears

To finally become clean