the one who watched her walk to sixth grade from his front door, the gold bathrobe open, exposed
the one who slipped in his tongue when no one was watching, just a goodnight kiss to his best friend’s daughter
the one who assumed flirt meant fuck, crushed her hard against a suddenly reclined seat
the one who figured the Big Mac and fries bought him sex, like a toy you get with a Happy Meal
the one who insisted on air conditioning in winter, who joked about cold nipples while pouring hot coffee in the breakroom
the one who called her girl in a room full of men, then ignored her while she led the meeting
the one who slammed her into a corner, left bruises as reminder that dishes were to be done before he got home
the one who dined her, wined her, loved her, then left her alone, in the dark…and never came back
i feel like every woman can relate to this. doesn’t matter if it happened to them or not. the fear that it MIGHT is reason enough to take a stand with everyone who has gone through it. this piece is powerful! -Pat
Thanks, Pat…the issue is very relatable to so many. I think it’s important we all stand together and speak our truth.
Thank you, Pat. Well said.
Ouch, 🤐
Exactly.
Timely, powerful piece, Jen. It’s so good I feel like a shower.. Thank you.
Me, too.
Like seems so inappropriate.
Right? : (