100 words to say to your rapist.

Chilling and painful imagery from both the perspective of the victim and the aggressor.

The theme of vengeance is strong but the venom of the aggressor seems to taper off which, in my opinion, elicits more empathy for them.

You begin with some very strong images that without the context of the title might seem unnecessarily brutal but given the subject I find them empowering. The reference to the "victim" (whom one is led to conclude was the rapist) as "smear[ing]" your tools in "sickness" feels more than justified. Your ability to paint this "victim" as vile and abhorred is remarkable.

I have chosen to interpret (rightly or wrongly I am unsure) that the line "but your fingers are around my mind again" as an ode to the constant and haunting nature of memories and flashbacks. That even at this time, long(?) after the original attack, this vile creature still has a hold over your mind.

And finally the narrator's response to "stop, you're hurting me" could be delivered as harsh and aggressive but instead to "merely ... murmur back" something so innocuous as "ah, and you've hurt me." feels empty. To clarify: it feels as though the narrator now feels empty. As if there's no aggression remaining in their voice and they feel drained by the effort of dealing with their "victim" which I believe is a remarkable parallel to the draining nature of living on and surviving as a victim.


Overall, amazingly written. Very strong visuals and excellent elicitations of emotion. Impact was really forceful and personal, well done there.
As for originality I have to be harsh here because the theme itself is one quite often explored (more often in film than the written media) but this piece was very well executed.
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