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Promoting rapid sheltering of unsheltered & unprotected women.

How did you end up in the streets?

My husband, she says.

I wasn’t supposed to live 

He thought the cancer would take me

I gave him everything 

My children too

I sold everything 

I wanted to leave them with something, not debt


But I survived 

God wanted me to live

It was fear that brought me here

Four walls can’t hold me anymore 

It’s not safe there anymore 

They remind me of that asphyxiating night

The night he thought should be my last


He said I was no good to him weak

He already brought other women in my house 

I can’t forget his hands around my neck 

I had to run away.

(c)2018. Amparo Ostojic

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