191/365 "Never again will a story be told like it was the only one." (Slam poetry potential)

I've been raped.
I can only remember fractions.

I can't remember the smell
or the struggle,
just like I can't remember be stoned to death afterwards.

I can't remember what it was like to be excommunicated,
I can't remember it being illegal for my mother to comfort me,
or touch me,
or even look at me.

I don't remember dragging my broken and bruised body across desert sand
knowing I just committed a crime in my country.

I do not remember these things happening to me.
but I know that they did.
I know that the many is in one,
that one is in many
and that they all are in me.

I know I am human,
that i am a woman.