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In this raw and haunting spoken word poem, Kate gives voice to the often unspoken experience of childhood medical trauma. “I Couldn’t Spell My Name Yet” traces the confusion, compliance, and quiet terror of a pelvic exam being performed on a child too young to understand what was happening. Through vivid sensory details and lyrical precision, this piece explores the language of silence, the impact of early violations of bodily autonomy, and the way pain—when left unnamed—writes its own meaning.
Trigger warning: child medical trauma, dissociation, sexual trauma (non-graphic language).
Copyright ©2025 Kate Earley
Music: Light of Seven by Ramin Djawadi
Written May 6, 2025
In this raw and haunting spoken word poem, Kate gives voice to the often unspoken experience of childhood medical trauma. “I Couldn’t Spell My Name Yet” traces the confusion, compliance, and quiet terror of a pelvic exam being performed on a child too young to understand what was happening. Through vivid sensory details and lyrical precision, this piece explores the language of silence, the impact of early violations of bodily autonomy, and the way pain—when left unnamed—writes its own meaning.
Trigger warning: child medical trauma, dissociation, sexual trauma (non-graphic language).
Copyright ©2025 Kate Earley
Music: Light of Seven by Ramin Djawadi
Written May 6, 2025