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		By: Lauran Tivey		</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2023 18:28:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Amazon Customer Review:
Reviewed by Lauren Tivey in the United States on February 17, 2020

POWERFUL
&quot;In the brave and unfaltering poems of Shawn Aveningo Sanders’&lt;em&gt; What She Was Wearing&lt;/em&gt;, the speaker looks back on a brutal assault that happened to her during college—a gang rape by four fraternity brothers—and the resulting harm caused to the speaker’s psyche. These poems are honest and disturbing, yet ultimately freeing, as the speaker takes back control of the narrative, reclaiming her power, emboldened in the wake of the #MeToo movement. Fellow survivors will relate to the rage and indignation, as well as the complex emotional aftermath. Take, for instance, these lines from “The Day I Saw My Rapist at the Corner Texaco,” in which the speaker is at the gas pump, with her three young children in the car: “I remember holding the fuel nozzle in my hand, / staring at him for what seemed an eternity. // I was bisected— / half of me desperate / to spray gasoline across the concrete divide / and light a match, // while the other half / wanted to peel away my skin / to swap with another human to hide.” These powerful and moving poems are courageous, and Aveningo Sanders should be commended for sharing them, for such stories are part of our empathetic humanity, and without them, we would be unable to move forward in the spirit of understanding and healing.&quot;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Amazon Customer Review:<br />
Reviewed by Lauren Tivey in the United States on February 17, 2020</p>
<p>POWERFUL<br />
&#8220;In the brave and unfaltering poems of Shawn Aveningo Sanders’<em> What She Was Wearing</em>, the speaker looks back on a brutal assault that happened to her during college—a gang rape by four fraternity brothers—and the resulting harm caused to the speaker’s psyche. These poems are honest and disturbing, yet ultimately freeing, as the speaker takes back control of the narrative, reclaiming her power, emboldened in the wake of the #MeToo movement. Fellow survivors will relate to the rage and indignation, as well as the complex emotional aftermath. Take, for instance, these lines from “The Day I Saw My Rapist at the Corner Texaco,” in which the speaker is at the gas pump, with her three young children in the car: “I remember holding the fuel nozzle in my hand, / staring at him for what seemed an eternity. // I was bisected— / half of me desperate / to spray gasoline across the concrete divide / and light a match, // while the other half / wanted to peel away my skin / to swap with another human to hide.” These powerful and moving poems are courageous, and Aveningo Sanders should be commended for sharing them, for such stories are part of our empathetic humanity, and without them, we would be unable to move forward in the spirit of understanding and healing.&#8221;</p>
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		By: Sue F. Lick		</title>
		<link>https://thepoetrybox.com/bookstore/what-she-was-wearing#comment-57045</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sue F. Lick]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2023 18:24:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Amazon Customer Review:
Reviewed by SUE F. LICK in the United States on December 11, 2019

&quot;Wow. I thought from the title that this chapbook was about fashion, dresses, shoes, jewelry, ordinary stuff. No, this is the story of the poet being gang-raped at a fraternity party, and it hits hard. She was wearing a toga. These poems are searingly direct, filled with the details she kept quiet for years. Aveningo takes us from the event to many years later when she talks to her grown daughters about what happened and what they need to do to be safe. She employs various styles, including free verse, and erasure poems. 

Of all the writing inspired by the Me Too movement, this is some of the strongest.&quot;
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Reviewed by SUE F. LICK in the United States on December 11, 2019</p>
<p>&#8220;Wow. I thought from the title that this chapbook was about fashion, dresses, shoes, jewelry, ordinary stuff. No, this is the story of the poet being gang-raped at a fraternity party, and it hits hard. She was wearing a toga. These poems are searingly direct, filled with the details she kept quiet for years. Aveningo takes us from the event to many years later when she talks to her grown daughters about what happened and what they need to do to be safe. She employs various styles, including free verse, and erasure poems. </p>
<p>Of all the writing inspired by the Me Too movement, this is some of the strongest.&#8221;</p>
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		By: Joseph Ridgway		</title>
		<link>https://thepoetrybox.com/bookstore/what-she-was-wearing#comment-8049</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joseph Ridgway]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2020 13:26:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Shawn writes with true emotion directly from her heart which readers of any gender can appreciate from a multitude of perspectives. She portrays none of the anger to which she is entitled, but rather shows and educates us to 
the devastation caused by cruelty from those with a sick sense of entitlement and narcissism. A  very important book indeed.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Shawn writes with true emotion directly from her heart which readers of any gender can appreciate from a multitude of perspectives. She portrays none of the anger to which she is entitled, but rather shows and educates us to<br />
the devastation caused by cruelty from those with a sick sense of entitlement and narcissism. A  very important book indeed.</p>
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		By: Melanie Green		</title>
		<link>https://thepoetrybox.com/bookstore/what-she-was-wearing#comment-5034</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Melanie Green]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Dec 2019 19:48:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I am so glad that I read this book. Writing about one&#039;s personal experience of rape takes great courage, and the author does so with candor, strength and vulnerability. It also takes courage to read about rape. My hope is, that when we enter into a more public discussion of this difficult topic -- we are able to mend our private wounds (I am a survivor of statutory rape), help others mend who have suffered similar abuse, and even possibly, prevent this from happening to others.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am so glad that I read this book. Writing about one&#8217;s personal experience of rape takes great courage, and the author does so with candor, strength and vulnerability. It also takes courage to read about rape. My hope is, that when we enter into a more public discussion of this difficult topic &#8212; we are able to mend our private wounds (I am a survivor of statutory rape), help others mend who have suffered similar abuse, and even possibly, prevent this from happening to others.</p>
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		By: Carolyn Martin		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Carolyn Martin]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Nov 2019 04:24:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In this timely, raw, brave, and inspiring book, Shawn Aveningo Sanders uses both poetry and prose to detail the nightmare of her rape by a college &quot;friend.&quot; She doesn&#039;t hold back on the pain, anger, and confusion that such an event dredges up, and shocks us with moments so horrific we have to read them twice. For example, in &quot;The Victim Speaks Up,&quot; the rapist calls three friends to help -- not the victim -- but to help him hold her down. In spite of her horrific experience, Shawn lets us know that she has come through this dark tunnel with the realization that she has re-discovered her essence, her beauty, and her capacity to love.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In this timely, raw, brave, and inspiring book, Shawn Aveningo Sanders uses both poetry and prose to detail the nightmare of her rape by a college &#8220;friend.&#8221; She doesn&#8217;t hold back on the pain, anger, and confusion that such an event dredges up, and shocks us with moments so horrific we have to read them twice. For example, in &#8220;The Victim Speaks Up,&#8221; the rapist calls three friends to help &#8212; not the victim &#8212; but to help him hold her down. In spite of her horrific experience, Shawn lets us know that she has come through this dark tunnel with the realization that she has re-discovered her essence, her beauty, and her capacity to love.</p>
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