“The record can’t be erased when I hold the archive.” — Polly Chromatic
They tried to bury the evidence.
They tried to revise the timeline.
They tried to pretend nothing happened.
But I wrote everything down.
I filed it.
I timestamped it.
I mirrored it.
The version they prefer —
the one without the disability,
without the retaliation,
without the children —
does not exist anymore.
Because I hold the archive.
And the archive cannot be intimidated, coerced, or quietly removed.
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