I hope you heal.
I don’t know why things happen. I’ve never figured it out.
I’ve tried to inform myself, do the research, write the essays and you still find me at a loss.
And I know I don’t know you. I know you don’t know me. But something connects us all, and in
that I feel you.
I feel the time he mistreated you, and called you crazy. Maybe you felt it worse than you should
have, because you felt my experience too. I’m sorry.
But I hope you feel my hope too. My hope for you every time you decide to try again. To not let
the world dictate the way you should feel after living through that.
The world tends to blame the victim for staying, rather than the perpetrator for staying. But I am
not them. I am not the world.
I hope you heal. Heal so completely that the good isn’t tarnished, and the next man’s kisses feel
deserved rather than begged for.
I hope you collect crystals, and light incense, and meditate until you don’t remember where you
I hope you heal, sweetheart. I hope I’m not the first to tell you this.
Marie Kynd is many things, passionate and creative at the forefront of who she is as an artist. As a creative person she has a few accomplishments under her belt such as; an associates degree in english, an "Emily Dickinson" award for her published poems, an original play being put on at Utah's fringe festival, and a best directing award for a 48 hour film festival in Utah, and a few songs under the name "Marie Kynd" available on all streaming platforms! At twenty-four years old she continues to try to change the world through opening her own business, publishing books to forward the "imperfect present" and touch the lives of people who need a voice, but can't seem to find the right words! As a new editor to the Afterpast magazine she looks forward to seeing her works reviewed by her team and published to at the very least get some people thinking!