Before I write anything more, I’d like you to read this.
“I become more beautiful in the echo of twinkling strings of streetlights... in the disseminated fabric of a city that lives and breathes with the romance of the artist.”
“My eyes are ink stains eating up the structure of my face. It’s a horrible way to be beautiful with yourself parasitically consuming itself, in public. How am I walking this razor fine line?”
Those words come from Amber Walker. She’s a prolific writer who is consumed with her work as an anti-sex trafficking advocate. And consumed with her writing. It's powerful. It's edgy. It's Amber. The 34-year-old is sharing her story of survival in the world of sexual exploitation and prostitution. She's sharing her story with trauma care providers at a non-profit called First Aid Arts. “I’ve never met anyone like her,” says Curtis Romjue, president and co-founder. “She’s brave and honest, and she brings this fresh life to the English language.” Both Amber and Curtis believe in the healing power of the arts.
“Writing is healing for me,” says Amber, who describes her life from the age of 13 to 30. “My choice was to be beaten by a pimp or not to be beaten by a pimp. It’s a non-choice. I was invisible. I was silenced. I was drowned out by circumstances. I was literally a statistic. I was somebody you’d feel sorry for if you noticed me at all. “ One can’t help notice Amber writes her prose and poetry anywhere and everywhere. And recently she’s created a blog. Amberpwalker.wordpress.com