THEY WILL NEVER OWN MY STORY

Written By Britt Wolfe

I have walked through their words
like glass scattered on the floor,
each shard meant to wound,
each letter dripping with hunger
for a version of me
they could control.

But I am not theirs to script.
Not theirs to narrate.
Not theirs to bind.

I am the storm they feared,
the silence they could not twist,
the truth blooming louder
than all their whispered poison.

I am the author,
the ink,
the fire on the page.

And when they come crawling back
to read what they never wrote,
they will find only this—
a story they cannot steal,
a voice they cannot silence,
a woman they could never break.

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Britt Wolfe

Britt Wolfe writes emotionally devastating fiction with the precision of a heart surgeon and the recklessness of someone who definitely shouldn’t be trusted with sharp objects. Her stories explore love, loss, and the complicated mess of being human. If you enjoy books that punch you in the feelings and then politely offer you a Band-Aid, you’re in the right place.

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