By Imani Wisdom
His whiskey scent nearly burned my eyes as I felt his cold hands against a place that was sacred to me. I was 10-years-old and scared. The strength inside of me had waned into shattered pieces because I feared this nearly 6’0 tall brute. I didn’t know what he was doing was...
IMANI'S "HOW TO" MOMENT: PERSEVERING THROUGH THE STORMS
