I am standing here
In the public sphere A sexually-charged atmosphere Occupying public space No intention to disgrace But all you see is my sexy shape I am shopping I am walking Herding my children around I am working I am driving But no respect to be found I get hollahed at Hit on, honked at Ogled from head to toe Whistled at Grabbed at Yet I do not show My true reaction My words of repulsion Because of your twisted compulsion To hit me, shoot me Shove me to the ground Take me, touch me, push me around Your ego fills the public space Set to consume our ribbons and lace But you, we women will not embrace Because what we really want to say is ShutUpYouSuckFuckYouGetAGripAssholeIAmWomanHearMeRoarGetInLineIWillPressChargesIAmNotAfraidOfYouWhereAreYourSisterAndMotherYouRatBastardIGotAHusbandAndFourSonsYouSickFuckerDon’tMessWithMeDon’tEvenLookAtMeIfYourDickCausesYouToSinThenCutItOff
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Valerie GeerWriter. Women's activist. Theologian. Providing authentic reflections from a female perspective. Archives
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